A Select Collection of Old Plays: Mal-contentJ. Nichols, 1780 - English drama |
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Ambitiofo Antonio Aurelia beſt better blood brother comes Cornelio court Cyprus Dariotto death doth duke Enter Epire Exeunt Exit eyes fair faith fall father fellow firſt fool fortune Girtred give Golding Goſtanzo grace Gratiana hand hath head hear heart heaven here's Hippolito hold honour hope houſe I'll keep king knight lady leave live look lord Lufuriofo madam Malevole Maquerelle Marc Mariana marry maſter means Mendozo moſt mother muſt myſelf nature never Noble Note Phylocles Pietro Jacomo play poor Prate pray preſent Queen Quickſilver Rynaldo ſay Security ſee ſhall ſhe ſhould ſir Sir Petronel Flaſh ſome ſon ſpeak ſtand ſtill ſuch ſweet tell thank thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought tongue Touchſtone true unto uſe Valerio villain Vindici wife woman young
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Page 249 - I'll have thrice the weight in gold. Why, man, all their dripping pans and their chamber pots are pure gold; and all the chains with which they chain up their streets are massy gold; all the prisoners they take are fettered in gold; and for rubies and diamonds, they go forth on holidays and gather 'hem by the seashore to hang on their children's coats.
Page 250 - But as for them, there are no greater friends to Englishmen and England, when they are out on't, in the world, than they are. And for my...
Page 47 - Men say ! let men say what they will : life a' woman ! they are ignorant of our * wants. The more in years, the more in perfection they grow; if they lose youth and beauty, they gain wisdom and discretion : but when our beauty fades, good night with us.
Page 51 - Instantly; before he casts a plot, Or further blaze my honour's much-known blot, Let's murder him. Men. I would do much for you : will ye marry me? Aur.
Page 281 - I. He was a knight, and I was fit to be a lady. 'Tis not lack of liking, but lack of living, that severs us. And you talk like yourself and a cittiner in this, i
Page 212 - I thought you would not ha' been knighted, as I am an honest woman, I would ha' dubbed you myself. I praise God I have wherewithal. But as for your daughter Ge. Ay, mother, I must be a lady to-morrow ; and by your leave, mother (I speak it not without my duty, but only in the right of my husband), I must take place of you, mother.
Page 324 - I'd be revenged and marry her. Lus. Pish ! the dowry of her blood and of her fortunes Are both too mean — good enough to be bad withal.
Page 17 - ... tis his position, whosoever in this earth can be contented is a slave and damned; therefore does he afflict all in that to which they are most affected.
Page 210 - God's making, and mayest peradventure to be saved as soon as I — does he come ? — And ever and anon she doubled in her song.
Page 208 - Moorfields without a cloak, with half a hat, without a band, a doublet with three buttons, without a girdle, a hose with one point, and no garter, with a cudgel under thine arm, borrowing and begging three-pence.