The Works of John Marston, 1. sējumsJ.C. Nimmo, 1887 |
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ALBERTO Altofront Andrugio Antonio and Mellida Antonio's Revenge AURELIA Balurdo Ben Jonson Bian BILIOSO blood breast breath brow CASTILIO Celso cornets sound court courtier cuckold Cynthia's Revels dead dear death dost doth duchess duke Duke of Genoa Eastward Ho Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith father Feli Feliche Ferneze FERRARDO fool FOROBOSCO fortune GALEATZO gallant ghost give grief hast hath heart heaven Histriomastix honour i'faith John Marston Jonson lady live look lord Lucio Madam Malcontent Malevole Maquerelle Maria marry MATZAGENTE Mendoza mistress murder ne'er night Old eds passion Pier Pietro play Poetaster prince prithee Pygmalion revenge Rossaline satire SCENE Scourge of Villainy senet sing slave soul speak spirit Strotzo sweet thee there's thou art thou shalt Thyestes troth unto vengeance villain weep whilst word
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xxviii. lappuse - He had many quarrells with Marston, beat him, and took his pistol from him, wrote his Poetaster on him; the beginning of them were, that Marston represented him in the stage, in his youth given to venerie.
157. lappuse - From wizards' cheeks : who making curious search For Nature's secrets, the first innating cause Laughs them to scorn, as man doth busy apes When they will zany men.
44. lappuse - Fortune's brow hath frown'd, Even to the utmost wrinkle it can bend : Her venom's spit. Alas ! what country rests, What son, what comfort that she can deprive ? Triumphs not Venice in my overthrow ? Gapes not my native country for my blood ? Lies not my son tomb'd in the swelling main ? And...
lviii. lappuse - Lord of light is light itself, and never spark of that light reach to my soul ; what Tophet is not paradise, what brimstone is not amber, what gnashing is not a comfort, what gnawing of the worm is not a tickling, what torment is not a marriage-bed to this damnation, to be secluded eternally, eternally, eternally from the sight of God...
97. lappuse - And all part pleased in most wish'd content! But sweat of Hercules can ne'er beget So blest an issue. Therefore, we proclaim, If any spirit breathes within this round, Uncapable of weighty passion, (As from his birth being hugged in the arms, And nuzzled...
lviii. lappuse - ... did yet see me, and see me in mercy, by making me see that he saw me, and sometimes brought me to a present remorse, and (for that time) to a forbearing of that...
210. lappuse - s the common news abroad, Malevole ? thou doggest rumour still. MAL. Common news ? why, common words are, God save ye, Fare ye well : common actions, flattery, and cozenage : common things, women, and cuckolds. And how does my little Ferrard ? Ah, ye lecherous animal ! my little ferret ! he goes sucking up and down the palace into every hen's nest, like a weasel.
xxxvi. lappuse - I am here, my most honoured lord, unexamined and unheard, committed to a vile prison, and with me a gentleman, (whose name may, perhaps, have come to your lordship) one Mr. George Chapman, a learned and honest man.
201. lappuse - Why not Malevole in folio with us, as Jeronimo in decimo-sexto with them ? They taught us a name for our play; we call it One for another.
258. lappuse - Would soon grow loathsome, even to blushes' sense; Surfeit would choke intemperate appetite, Make the soul scent the rotten breath of lust. When in an Italian lascivious palace, a Lady guardianless, Left to the push of all allurement, The strongest incitements to immodesty, To have her bound...