The Alchemist: A Comedy, First Acted in the Year 1610. By the King's Majesty's Servants. With the Allowance of the Master of Revels. The Author B. J.

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J. Walthoe, G. Conyers, J. Knapton, R. Knaplock, D. Midwinter and A. Ward [and 9 others in London], 1732 - 96 oldal

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53. oldal - Most instantly, and tell in what degree Of safety it lies in, or mortality. And how it may be borne, whether in a right line, Or a half circle; or may else be cast Into an angle blunt, if not acute: All this he will demonstrate.
73. oldal - Be stars in story, which none see, or look at MAM. What shall I do? DOL. For, as he says, except We call the rabbins, and the heathen Greeks MAM.
27. oldal - Well, son, All that I can convince him in, is this, The WORK is DONE, bright sol is in his robe.
73. oldal - Error ! Guilt, guilt, my son: give it the right name. No marvel, If I found check in our great work within, When such affairs as these were managing ! Mam. Why, have you so?
82. oldal - How doth my noble Diego, And my dear madam countess? Hath the count Been courteous, lady? liberal and open? Donzel...
27. oldal - I' the just point: prevent your day at morning. This argues something worthy of a fear Of importune and carnal appetite. Take heed you do not cause the blessing leave you. With your ungovern'd haste.
22. oldal - gainst all infections, Cures all diseases, coming of all causes ; A month's grief in a day : a year's in twelve ; And of what age soever, in a month : Past all the doses of your drugging doctors. I'll undertake withal to fright the plague Out o
75. oldal - Soused in high-country wines, sup pheasants' eggs, And have our cockles boiled in silver shells ; Our shrimps to swim again, as when they lived, In a rare butter made of dolphins' milk, Whose cream does look like opals ; and with these Delicate meats set ourselves high for pleasure, And take us down...
75. oldal - Thus will we have it. Dol. I could well consent, sir. But in a monarchy, how will this be ? The prince will soon take notice, and both seize You and your stone, it being a wealth unfit For any private subject.
82. oldal - I might have wrong'd your honour, and have not, I claim some interest in your love. You are, They say, a widow, rich; and I'ma bachelor, Worth nought : your fortunes may make me a man, As mine have preserv'd you a woman. Think upon it, And whether I have deserv'd you or no.

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