The Works of Ben Jonson...: With Notes Critical and Explanatory, and a Biographical Memoir, Volumen6G. and W. Nicol, 1816 |
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... gone in ? Pal . Yes , and a feather with him ; He seems a soldier . Rut . Some new suitor , madam . Lady L. I am beholding to him ; he brings ever Variety of good persons to my table , And I must thank him , though my brother Interest ...
... gone in ? Pal . Yes , and a feather with him ; He seems a soldier . Rut . Some new suitor , madam . Lady L. I am beholding to him ; he brings ever Variety of good persons to my table , And I must thank him , though my brother Interest ...
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... gone near to spoil it , Assure yourself . Pol . She was both witty and zealous , And lighted all the tinder of the truth ( As one said ) of religion , in our parish ; She was too learned to live long with us ! She could the Bible in the ...
... gone near to spoil it , Assure yourself . Pol . She was both witty and zealous , And lighted all the tinder of the truth ( As one said ) of religion , in our parish ; She was too learned to live long with us ! She could the Bible in the ...
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... gone , at this time , too , and vouchsafe To see your charge , my niece . Pol . I shall obey If your wise ladyship think fit : I know To yield to my superiors . Lady L. A good woman ! [ Exit . But when she is impertinent , grows earnest ...
... gone , at this time , too , and vouchsafe To see your charge , my niece . Pol . I shall obey If your wise ladyship think fit : I know To yield to my superiors . Lady L. A good woman ! [ Exit . But when she is impertinent , grows earnest ...
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... gone hence now , at the first act ; or expect no more hereafter than they under- stand . Dam . Why so , my peremptory Jack ? Boy . My name is John , indeed -- Because , who expect what is impossible or beyond nature , defraud themselves ...
... gone hence now , at the first act ; or expect no more hereafter than they under- stand . Dam . Why so , my peremptory Jack ? Boy . My name is John , indeed -- Because , who expect what is impossible or beyond nature , defraud themselves ...
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... gone . No , no , a lady Of the first head I would have her , and in court , The lady Silkworm , a Diaphanous lady : And be a vicountess , to carry all Before her , as we say , her gentleman - usher , And cast - off pages , bare , to bid ...
... gone . No , no , a lady Of the first head I would have her , and in court , The lady Silkworm , a Diaphanous lady : And be a vicountess , to carry all Before her , as we say , her gentleman - usher , And cast - off pages , bare , to bid ...
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Página 261 - Help us to save free conscience from the paw Of hireling wolves, whose Gospel is their maw.
Página 255 - Here she was wont to go ! and here ! and here ! Just where those daisies, pinks, and violets grow . The world may find the spring by following her, For other print her airy steps ne'er left. Her treading would not bend a blade of grass, Or shake the downy blow-ball from his stalk ! But like the soft west wind she shot along, And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sowed them with her odorous foot.
Página 260 - The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, But, swoln with wind and the rank mist they draw, Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw Daily devours apace, and nothing said: But that two-handed engine at the door Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.
Página 251 - Hear what his sorrows are; and if they wound Your gentle breasts, so that the end crown all. Which in the scope of one day's chance may fall; Old Trent will send you more such tales as these, And shall grow young again as one doth please. [Exit, but instantly re-enters. But here's an heresy of late let fall, That mirth by no means fits a pastoral; Such say so, who can make none, he presumes: Else there's no scene more properly assumes The sock.
Página 296 - Within a gloomy dimble she doth dwell, Down in a pit, o'ergrown with brakes and briars. Close by the ruins of a shaken abbey, Torn with an earthquake down unto the ground, 'Mongst graves and grots, near an old charnel-house, Where you shall find her sitting in her form, As fearful and melancholic as that She is about; with caterpillars' kells, And knotty cobwebs, rounded in with spells.
Página 296 - The housewife's tun not work, nor the milk churn ; Writhe children's wrists, and suck their breath in sleep Get vials of their blood ; and where the sea Casts up his slimy ooze, search for a weed To open locks with, and to rivet charms Planted about her, in the wicked...
Página 293 - If thou and nature can so gently part, The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, Which hurts, and is desir'd.
Página 257 - bove their heads. ***** The piper's bank, whereon to sit and play : And a fair dial to mete out the day. Our master's feast shall want no just delights, His entertainments must have all the rites. Much. Ay, and all choice that plenty can send in ; Bread, wine, acates, fowl, feather, fish, or fin, For which my father's nets have swept the Trent Enter /EGLAMOUR.
Página 472 - She that pinches country wenches, If they rub not clean their benches, And with sharper nails remembers When they rake not up their embers: But if so they chance to feast her, In a shoe she drops a tester.
Página 363 - And they have taken such a habit of dislike in all things that they will approve nothing, be it never so conceited or elaborate ; but sit dispersed, making faces and spitting, wagging their upright ears, and cry filthy! filthy!