Typical Elizabethan Plays: By Contemporaries and Immediate Successors of Shakespeare

Harper, 1926 - 797 頁

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第 115 頁 - Why this is hell, nor am I out of it : Think'st thou that I who saw the face of God, And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven, Am not tormented with ten thousand hells, In being deprived of everlasting bliss ? O Faustus!
第 130 頁 - Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies! — Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for Heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
第 568 頁 - t fools make such vain keeping ? Sin their conception, their birth weeping, Their life a general mist of error, Their death a hideous storm of terror.
第 130 頁 - Old Man. Ah, stay, good Faustus, stay thy desperate steps ! I see an angel hovers o'er thy head, And, with a vial full of precious grace, Offers to pour the same into thy soul: Then call for mercy, and avoid despair.
第 123 頁 - The streets straight forth, and pav'd with finest brick, Quarter the town in four equivalents. There saw we learned Maro's* golden tomb, The way he cut, an English mile in length, Thorough a rock of stone in one night's space ; From thence to Venice, Padua, and the rest, In one of which a sumptuous temple stands, That threats the stars with her aspiring top. Thus hitherto...
第 150 頁 - ... before with serge, And smelling to a nosegay all the day, Or holding of a napkin in your hand, Or saying a long grace at a table's end, Or making low legs to a nobleman, Or looking downward with your eyelids close, And saying, " Truly, an't may please your honour...
第 488 頁 - So high in thoughts as I. You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever; I did hear you talk. Far above singing. After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and searched What stirred it so : alas, I found it love ! Yet far from lust; for, could I but have lived In presence of you, I had had my end.
第 112 頁 - Resolve me of all ambiguities ? Perform what desperate enterprise I will ? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world, For pleasant fruits and princely delicates. I'll have them read me strange philosophy; And tell the secrets of all foreign kings: I'll have them wall all Germany with brass...
第 457 頁 - Of which he borrowed some to quench his thirst, And paid the nymph again as much in tears. A garland lay him by, made by himself, Of many several flowers, bred in the...
第 565 頁 - Bos. Faith, end here, And go no farther in your cruelty : Send her a penitential garment to put on Next to her delicate skin, and furnish her With beads and prayer-books.