This was the fatal period of that virtuous fabrick; wherein yet nothing did perish but wood and straw, and a few forsaken cloaks; only one man had his breeches set on fire, that would perhaps have broiled him, if he had not, by the benefit of a provident... The Plays and Poems of William Shakspeare - Page 67by William Shakespeare - 1821Full view - About this book
| Stanley Wells - Biography & Autobiography - 2003 - 494 pages
...ground. Miraculously, the diplomat Sir Henry Wotton wrote in a letter to his nephew Sir Edmund Bacon, 'nothing did perish but wood and straw and a few forsaken...his breeches set on fire, that would perhaps have broiled him if he had not by the benefit of a provident wit put it out with bottle ale.' Another account... | |
| Andrew Gurr - Drama - 2004 - 362 pages
...than a hour the whole house to the very grounds. This was the fatal period of that virtuous fabric, wherein yet nothing did perish but wood and straw,...his breeches set on fire, that would perhaps have broiled him, if he had not by the benefit of a provident wit put it out with bottle ale. (Quoted in... | |
| Stephen Greenblatt - Biography & Autobiography - 2004 - 460 pages
...than an hour the whole house to the very grounds. This was the fatal period of that virtuous fabric, wherein yet nothing did perish but wood and straw,...his breeches set on fire, that would perhaps have broiled him, if he had not by the benefit of a provident wit put it out with bottle ale. No injuries... | |
| Melissa D. Aaron - Business & Economics - 2005 - 258 pages
...house to the very grounds. This was the fatal period of that virtuous fabric, wherein yet did nothing perish but wood and straw and a few forsaken cloaks,...his breeches set on fire, that would perhaps have broiled him, if he had not by the benefit of a provident wit put it out with bottle ale.72 In Wotton's... | |
| Janette Dillon - Drama - 2006 - 39 pages
...than an hour the whole house to the very grounds. This was the fatal period of that virtuous fabric wherein yet nothing did perish but wood and straw,...had his breeches set on fire that would perhaps have broiled him if he had not by the benefit of a provident wit put it out with bottle ale. Letter from... | |
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