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Please you , sir , The king , your father , was reputed for A prince most prudent , of
an excellent And unmatch'd wit and judgment : Ferdinand , My father , King of
Spain , was reckon'd one * The wisest prince , that there had reign'd by many A ...
Please you , sir , The king , your father , was reputed for A prince most prudent , of
an excellent And unmatch'd wit and judgment : Ferdinand , My father , King of
Spain , was reckon'd one * The wisest prince , that there had reign'd by many A ...
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Noble prince , [ Kneels . As there comes light from Heaven , and words from
breath , As there is sense in truth , and truth in virtue , I am affianc'd this man's
wife , as strongly As words could make up vows : As this is true , Let me in safety
raise ...
Noble prince , [ Kneels . As there comes light from Heaven , and words from
breath , As there is sense in truth , and truth in virtue , I am affianc'd this man's
wife , as strongly As words could make up vows : As this is true , Let me in safety
raise ...
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Say to me , when saw'st thou the prince Florizel my son ? I have eyes under my
service , which look upon his removedness : from whom I have this intelligence ;
that he is seldom from the bouse of a most homely shepherd ; a man , they say ...
Say to me , when saw'st thou the prince Florizel my son ? I have eyes under my
service , which look upon his removedness : from whom I have this intelligence ;
that he is seldom from the bouse of a most homely shepherd ; a man , they say ...
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Had our prince , ( Jewel of children ! ) seen this hour , he had pair'd Well with this
lord ; there was not full a month Between their births . Leon . ' Pr'ythee , no more ;
thou know'st , He dies to me again , when talk'd of : sure , When I shall see this ...
Had our prince , ( Jewel of children ! ) seen this hour , he had pair'd Well with this
lord ; there was not full a month Between their births . Leon . ' Pr'ythee , no more ;
thou know'st , He dies to me again , when talk'd of : sure , When I shall see this ...
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prince , my brother — and the princess , my sistercalled my father , father ; and so
we wept : -and there was the first ... sir , to pardon me all the faults I have
committed to your worship , and to give me your good report to the prince , my
master .
prince , my brother — and the princess , my sistercalled my father , father ; and so
we wept : -and there was the first ... sir , to pardon me all the faults I have
committed to your worship , and to give me your good report to the prince , my
master .
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Page 53 - Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Page 37 - twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot, And thereby hangs a tale.
Page 55 - He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading: Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Page 53 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 39 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Page 26 - When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregarded age in corners thrown; Take that: and He that doth the ravens feed, Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be comfort to my age ! Here is the gold ; All this I give you: Let me be your servant; Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but...
Page 48 - Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Page 52 - O my lord ! Must I then leave you ? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master ? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord ! — The king shall have my service ; but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.
Page 31 - I'll begin it, - Ding, dong, bell, Ding, dong, bell. From As You Like It Under the Greenwood Tree Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Page 40 - Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend remembered not.
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| Title | The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ... Volumes 1-25 of British theatre Volume 3 of The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket, Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme |
| Author | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Publisher | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 29 Dec 2006 |
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