Lectures on the Dramatic Literature of the Age of ElizabethWiley, 1849 - 218页 |
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... Beaumont and Jo . Fletcher , Gent . London Printed for Myles Partrich , and are to be sold at his Shop at the George neere St. Dunstons Church in Fleet - streete . 1616. 4to . The Scorneful Ladie . A Comedie . As it was now lately Acted ...
... Beaumont and Jo . Fletcher , Gent . London Printed for Myles Partrich , and are to be sold at his Shop at the George neere St. Dunstons Church in Fleet - streete . 1616. 4to . The Scorneful Ladie . A Comedie . As it was now lately Acted ...
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Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher. from that of Shakespeare or Thomas Heywood , who could unite in saying— " He who denies then theatres should be , He may as well deny a world to me . " Born a gentleman , by ... Beaumont and Fletcher's Plays.
Francis Beaumont, John Fletcher. from that of Shakespeare or Thomas Heywood , who could unite in saying— " He who denies then theatres should be , He may as well deny a world to me . " Born a gentleman , by ... Beaumont and Fletcher's Plays.
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Francis Beaumont. Earthquakes and Thunder Diapasons make The Seas vast roare , and irresistlesse shake Of horrid ... FLETCHER . How Angels ( cloyster'd in our humane Cells ) Maintaine their parley , Beaumont - Fletcher tels ; Whose ...
Francis Beaumont. Earthquakes and Thunder Diapasons make The Seas vast roare , and irresistlesse shake Of horrid ... FLETCHER . How Angels ( cloyster'd in our humane Cells ) Maintaine their parley , Beaumont - Fletcher tels ; Whose ...
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... Fletcher would have joined Beaumont , as it were , not Beaumont Fletcher ; and Beaumont would have been the paramount name , the one most spoken of at the " Mermaid " among choice spirits . Besides , from the very superior excellence of ...
... Fletcher would have joined Beaumont , as it were , not Beaumont Fletcher ; and Beaumont would have been the paramount name , the one most spoken of at the " Mermaid " among choice spirits . Besides , from the very superior excellence of ...
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Francis Beaumont. 99 Indeed , throughout their works , " Venus the Victorious seems to have been the battle- word on which they relied , rather than " Hercules the Invincible , " though not always as successfully as Cæsar . Of Fletcher's ...
Francis Beaumont. 99 Indeed , throughout their works , " Venus the Victorious seems to have been the battle- word on which they relied , rather than " Hercules the Invincible , " though not always as successfully as Cæsar . Of Fletcher's ...
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第114页 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
第159页 - But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found, • Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound My echoing song; then worms shall try That long preserved virginity, And your quaint honour turn to dust, And into ashes all my lust: 30 The grave's a fine and private place, But none, I think, do there embrace.
第139页 - But, hail! thou Goddess sage and holy! Hail, divinest Melancholy! Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human sight...
第157页 - Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day; For in pure love heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more whither doth haste The nightingale when May is past; For in your sweet dividing throat She winters and keeps warm her note. Ask me no more...
第138页 - HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly ! There's nought in this life sweet, If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy ; Oh ! sweetest melancholy.
第17页 - Your face, my thane, is as a book, where men May read strange matters : — To beguile the time, Look like the time; bear welcome in your eye, Your hand, your tongue: look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it.
第139页 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
第184页 - What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.
第138页 - A tongue chain'd up without a sound ! Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley, Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
第159页 - To his Coy Mistress. Had we but world enough, and time, This coyness, lady, were no crime. We would sit down and think which way To walk, and pass our long love's day. Thou by the Indian Ganges' side Should'st rubies find : I by the tide Of Humber would complain.