The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher: In Fourteen Volumes: with an Introduction and Explanatory Notes, 1. sējumsJ. Ballantyne, 1812 - 14 lappuses |
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clxii. lappuse
... hope to this intent , Not yet seen in the court . Hunting the buck I found him sitting by a fountain - side , Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst , And paid the nymph again as much in tears ; A garland lay by him , made by ...
... hope to this intent , Not yet seen in the court . Hunting the buck I found him sitting by a fountain - side , Of which he borrow'd some to quench his thirst , And paid the nymph again as much in tears ; A garland lay by him , made by ...
clxxii. lappuse
... hope , be found light in the scale in any of these instances ; though their beam in general fly some little upwards , it will , sometimes at least , tug hard for a poise . But be it allowed , that as in diction and sentiment , so in ...
... hope , be found light in the scale in any of these instances ; though their beam in general fly some little upwards , it will , sometimes at least , tug hard for a poise . But be it allowed , that as in diction and sentiment , so in ...
clxxiii. lappuse
... hope , pretty strong proofs of our authors ' excellence in the sublime , and shewn how near they approach in splendour to the great sun of the British theatre , let us now just touch on their comedies , and draw one parallel of a very ...
... hope , pretty strong proofs of our authors ' excellence in the sublime , and shewn how near they approach in splendour to the great sun of the British theatre , let us now just touch on their comedies , and draw one parallel of a very ...
clxxxi. lappuse
... hope , a just idea of the three styles used in our authors ' comedies , the sublime , the droll poetic , and the burlesque sublime . There is indeed a small mixture of prose , which is the only part of our old dramatic poets ' style ...
... hope , a just idea of the three styles used in our authors ' comedies , the sublime , the droll poetic , and the burlesque sublime . There is indeed a small mixture of prose , which is the only part of our old dramatic poets ' style ...
clxxxii. lappuse
... hope , Being blest but with one daughter , I shall not Appear impertinently curious , Though with my utmost vigilance and study I labour to bestow her to her worth : Let others speak her form , and future fortune From me descending to ...
... hope , Being blest but with one daughter , I shall not Appear impertinently curious , Though with my utmost vigilance and study I labour to bestow her to her worth : Let others speak her form , and future fortune From me descending to ...
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clxv. lappuse - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
cxcvi. lappuse - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
clix. lappuse - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
xxxv. lappuse - What things have we seen Done at the ' Mermaid ? ' Heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
lxx. lappuse - Beaumont and Fletcher, of whom I am next to speak, had, with the advantage of Shakespeare's wit, which was their precedent, great natural gifts improved by study; Beaumont especially being so accurate a judge of plays that Ben Jonson, while he lived, submitted all his writings to his censure, and, 'tis thought, used his judgment in correcting, if not contriving all his plots.
cl. lappuse - Every Man out of his Humour," usurped that dictatorship, in the Literary Republic, which he so sturdily and invariably maintained, though long and hardily disputed.
190. lappuse - Troul the black bowl to me ;" and a woman that will sing a catch in her travail. I have seen a man come by my door with a serious face, in a black cloak, without a hatband, carrying his head as if he look'd for pins in the street.
cxxxix. lappuse - ... off, before he committed one word to writing, and never touched pen till all was to stand as firm and immutable as if engraven in brass or marble.
clix. lappuse - em. he would weep, As if he meant to make 'em grow again. Seeing such pretty helpless innocence Dwell in his face, I ask'd him all his story. He told me, that his parents gentle died, Leaving him to the mercy of the fields, Which gave him roots ; and of the crystal springs, Which did not stop their courses ; and the sun, Which still, he thank'd him, yielded him his light.
143. lappuse - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap To pluck bright Honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned Honour by the locks; So he that doth redeem her thence might wear Without corrival all her dignities.