Greene's Philomela. Greene's Arcadia. Southwell's The triumphs over death. Breton's Characters, and his Good and bad. Nash's Christ's tears over JerusalemFrom the private Press of Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, printed by T. Davison, 1815 |
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... never to busy myself about any wanton pamphlets again , nor to have my brain counted so addle , as to set out any matter that were amorous ; but yet am I come , contrary to vow and promise , once again to the press with a labour of love ...
... never to busy myself about any wanton pamphlets again , nor to have my brain counted so addle , as to set out any matter that were amorous ; but yet am I come , contrary to vow and promise , once again to the press with a labour of love ...
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... never would go abroad but in the company of her husband , and then with such bashfulness , that she seemed to hold herself faulty in stepping beyond the shadow of her own mansion . Thus was PHILOMELA famous for her exquisite virtues ...
... never would go abroad but in the company of her husband , and then with such bashfulness , that she seemed to hold herself faulty in stepping beyond the shadow of her own mansion . Thus was PHILOMELA famous for her exquisite virtues ...
第 6 頁
... never be merry at his heart , till he had made an assured proof of her chastity . And with that he broke with Seignior GIOVANNI LUTESIO , that he should be the man to make experience of her honesty , although the gentle- man was very ...
... never be merry at his heart , till he had made an assured proof of her chastity . And with that he broke with Seignior GIOVANNI LUTESIO , that he should be the man to make experience of her honesty , although the gentle- man was very ...
第 10 頁
... never so familiar ) should hear her so extraordinary pleasant : but to find fish in Seignior LUTESIO'S fingers , because he glanced at disdain in love , she followed her reply thus : " Yet since , Sir , what is past cannot be recalled ...
... never so familiar ) should hear her so extraordinary pleasant : but to find fish in Seignior LUTESIO'S fingers , because he glanced at disdain in love , she followed her reply thus : " Yet since , Sir , what is past cannot be recalled ...
第 20 頁
... never so wanton , she will seem modest ; and the most common courtezan will , to a novice , seem the most coy matron : they have their countenance at command , their words at will , their oaths at pleasure , and all to shadow their ...
... never so wanton , she will seem modest ; and the most common courtezan will , to a novice , seem the most coy matron : they have their countenance at command , their words at will , their oaths at pleasure , and all to shadow their ...
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ambition amongst Arcadia Atheists beauty began blood CARMELA Christ conceit conscience court daughter dead death delight DEMOCLES desire devil discontent disdain DORON doth Duke Duke of Milan Earl ears earth enemy eyes fair favour fear folly fortune fruit Gabriel Harvey gather Genoese gentleman glory God's grace grief hand hath hear heart heaven hell honour hope humour husband Jerusalem judgment king labour lady LAMEDON lest live London look Lord LUTESIO MELICERTUS MENAPHON mercy mind misery mistress nature never NICHOLAS BRETON passion patience PESANA PHILIPPO PHILOMELA PLEUSIDIPPUS poor praise pride Private Press quoth repentance revenge rich ROBERT GREENE ROBERT SOUTHWELL saith SAMELA SEPHESTIA shepherd shew sith sorrow soul spirit stones sweet sword tears Thessaly thine thing thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wouldst thought thyself vain-glory Venice Venus virtue wanton wherein wife words worthy
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第 4 頁 - O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem By that sweet ornament which truth doth give! The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem For that sweet odour which doth in it live. The canker-blooms have full as deep a dye As the perfumed tincture of the roses, Hang on such thorns, and play as wantonly When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves.
第 11 頁 - There was a certain householder, which planted a vineyard, and hedged it round about, and digged a winepress in it, and built a tower, and let it out to husbandmen, and went into a far country: and when the time of the fruit drew near, he sent his servants to the husbandmen, that they might receive the fruits of it.
第 8 頁 - s grief enough for thee. Streaming tears that never stint, Like pearl-drops from a flint, Fell by course from his eyes, That one another's place supplies ; Thus he griev'd in every part, Tears of blood fell from his heart, When he left his pretty boy, Father's sorrow, father's joy. Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee ; When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee.
第 ix 頁 - Divines and dying men may talk of hell, But in my heart her several torments dwell.
第 85 頁 - BEFORE my face the picture hangs, That daily should put me in mind Of those cold names and bitter pangs, That shortly I am like to find : But yet, alas, full little I Do think hereon that I must die.
第 19 頁 - Dangerous conceits are in their natures poisons, Which at the first are scarce found to distaste, But with a little act upon the blood, Burn like the mines of sulphur.
第 xvii 頁 - It is a common practice nowadays amongst a sort of shifting companions, that run through every art and thrive by none, to leave the trade of Noverint, whereto they were born, and busy themselves with the endeavors of art, that could scarcely latinize their neck-verse if they should have need; yet English Seneca read by candlelight yields many good sentences, as "Blood is a beggar...
第 86 頁 - I do use to wear, The knife wherewith I cut my meat, And eke that old and ancient chair Which is my only usual seat,— All these do tell me I must die, And yet my life amend not I. My ancestors are...
第 86 頁 - My ancestors are turn'd to clay, And many of my mates are gone ; My youngers daily drop away, And can I think to 'scape alone ? No, no, I know that I must die, And yet my life amend not I.
第 xvii 頁 - Blood is a beggar' and so forth; and if you entreat him fair in a frosty morning, he will afford you whole Hamlets, I should say handfuls, of tragical speeches.