The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, 第 5 卷J. and R. Tonson and S. Draper, 1750 |
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第 25 頁 - twere no worse : ye talk of revelations ; I have got a revelation will reveal me An arrant coxcomb whilst I live. Fred. What is't? Thou hast lost nothing ! John. No, I have got, I tell thee. Fred, What hast thou got ? John. One of the infantry, a child. Fred. How ! John.
第 14 頁 - From this place, Good, noble sir, remove me instantly. And for a time, where nothing but yourself. And honest conversation may come near me, In some secure place settle me. What I am, And why thus boldly I commit my credit Into a...
第 6 頁 - Pr'ythee, be thou sober, And know that they are none of those, not guilty Of the least vanity of love : only a doubt Fame might too far report, or rather flatter The graces of this woman, made them curious To find the truth ; which, since they find so, Lock'd up from their searches ; they are now resolv'd To give the wonder over.
第 19 頁 - A poor cold part o' th' blood ? Who takes it hold of? Cowards, and wicked livers : Valiant minds Were made the masters of it ; and as hearty...
第 11 頁 - I'll bless this night. [Exit. Enter Don FREDERICK. Fred, 'Tis strange, I cannot meet him ; sure he has encounter'd Some light o' love or other, and there means To play at in and in for this night. Well, Don John, If you do spring a leak, or get an itch, Till you claw off your curl d pate, thank your night-walks ; You must be still a boot-haling.
第 35 頁 - Fred. Come in, and dry your eyes. John. Pray no more weeping : Spoil a sweet face for nothing ! My return Shall...
第 248 頁 - em La Ca. Fools and meacocks, To endure what you think fit to put upon 'em ! Come, change your mind. Mir. Not before I have changed air, father. When I know women worthy of my company, I will return again and wait upon 'em ; Till then, dear sir, I'll...
第 17 頁 - But, son John — John. I know your meaning, mother ; touch it once more. Alas ! you look not well, take a round draught, It warms the blood well, and restores the colour, And then we'll talk at large. Land. A civil gentleman ! A stranger ! one the town holds a good regard of! John.
第 50 頁 - John. Hawking, I take it. Petr. They are so; 'tis the duke, 'tis even he, gentlemen. Sirrah, draw back the horses till we call ye.
第 24 頁 - To express your courtesy : may I demand As freely what you are, and what mischance Cast you into this danger ? Duke. For this present I must desire your pardon : you shall know me Ere it be long, sir, and nobler thanks, Than now my will can render.