The works of Thomas Otway, with notes and a life of the author by T. Thornton, Volume 21813 |
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... Death ! we must use him ill , or there is no get- ting rid of him . Not pass , sir ? Mal . No , sir . Tru . Pray , sir , leave us . Mal . I shan't do't , sir . Tru . But you must , sir . Mal . May be not , sir . Tru . I am going this ...
... Death ! we must use him ill , or there is no get- ting rid of him . Not pass , sir ? Mal . No , sir . Tru . Pray , sir , leave us . Mal . I shan't do't , sir . Tru . But you must , sir . Mal . May be not , sir . Tru . I am going this ...
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... Death , sir , you lie ; not in earnest ! —let [ Kicks him ] this convince you - How like you the jest now , sir ? Mal . Hark you , Truman , we shan't dine together then , shall we ? Val . Faith , to tell you the truth of the matter ...
... Death , sir , you lie ; not in earnest ! —let [ Kicks him ] this convince you - How like you the jest now , sir ? Mal . Hark you , Truman , we shan't dine together then , shall we ? Val . Faith , to tell you the truth of the matter ...
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... Death of the Emperor Charles the Fifth , with the Humours of his Dog Bobadillo . " Mal . Ha , ha , ha ! Val . But , sir Noble , this sounds more like a comedy . Clum . Oh , but I have resolved it shall be a tragedy , because Bobadillo's ...
... Death of the Emperor Charles the Fifth , with the Humours of his Dog Bobadillo . " Mal . Ha , ha , ha ! Val . But , sir Noble , this sounds more like a comedy . Clum . Oh , but I have resolved it shall be a tragedy , because Bobadillo's ...
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... Death , hell and the devil , how am I teazed ! I shall have no opportunity to pursue my business with Camilla : I must remove this troublesome coxcomb , and that perhaps may put a stop at least to her imperti- [ Aside . nence . Lady Squ ...
... Death , hell and the devil , how am I teazed ! I shall have no opportunity to pursue my business with Camilla : I must remove this troublesome coxcomb , and that perhaps may put a stop at least to her imperti- [ Aside . nence . Lady Squ ...
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... death ! surely I have fools that rest and harbour in my house , and they are a worse plague than bugs and moths : shall I never be quiet ? Val . Sir Noble , sir Noble , have a care of your mis- tress ! do you see there ? Clum . Hum - ha ...
... death ! surely I have fools that rest and harbour in my house , and they are a worse plague than bugs and moths : shall I never be quiet ? Val . Sir Noble , sir Noble , have a care of your mis- tress ! do you see there ? Clum . Hum - ha ...
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Popular passages
Page 140 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Page 128 - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Page 191 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 138 - Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 154 - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Page 140 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Page 140 - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Page 232 - ... with age grown double, Picking dry sticks, and mumbling to herself. Her eyes with scalding rheum were gall'd and red ; Cold palsy shook her head ; her hands...
Page 237 - My lord ! Pol. Go to your chamber and prepare your lute; Find out some song to please me, that describes Women's hypocrisies, their subtle wiles, Betraying smiles, feign'd tears, inconstancies, Their painted outsides, and corrupted minds, The sum of all their follies and their falsehoods.
Page 138 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.