The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, 5. kötetA. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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... Dedicatory to the Earl of Mulgrave , All for Love , or the World Well Lost , a Tragedy , Epistle Dedicatory to the Earl of Danby , Preface , PAGE . 1 5 89 95 105 167 · 174 285 • • 296 . 306 AMBOYNA : OR , THE CRUELTIES OF THE DUTCH TO.
... Dedicatory to the Earl of Mulgrave , All for Love , or the World Well Lost , a Tragedy , Epistle Dedicatory to the Earl of Danby , Preface , PAGE . 1 5 89 95 105 167 · 174 285 • • 296 . 306 AMBOYNA : OR , THE CRUELTIES OF THE DUTCH TO.
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... lost ; till , at length , looking at it against the sun , it appeared transparent , and then he would have whipped it up , as his own fees , at a morsel ; but that his lord barred the dice , and reck- oned it to him for a part of his ...
... lost ; till , at length , looking at it against the sun , it appeared transparent , and then he would have whipped it up , as his own fees , at a morsel ; but that his lord barred the dice , and reck- oned it to him for a part of his ...
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... lost you in a storm on the other side of the Cape , with which disabled , I was forced to put into St Helen's isle ; there ' twas my fortune to preserve the life of this our country- woman ; the rest let her relate . Isab . Alas , she ...
... lost you in a storm on the other side of the Cape , with which disabled , I was forced to put into St Helen's isle ; there ' twas my fortune to preserve the life of this our country- woman ; the rest let her relate . Isab . Alas , she ...
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... lost the bride . Col. I wonder what's become of her ? Har . Sen. Got together , got together , I warrant you , before this time ; you Englishmen are so hot , you cannot stay for ceremonies . A good . honest Dutchman would have been ...
... lost the bride . Col. I wonder what's become of her ? Har . Sen. Got together , got together , I warrant you , before this time ; you Englishmen are so hot , you cannot stay for ceremonies . A good . honest Dutchman would have been ...
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... lost all , and now would lose my pain . [ Exeunt . ACT V. SCENE I. - A Table set out . Enter HARMAN , FISCAL , VAN HERRING , and two Dutchmen : They sit . Boy , and Waiters , Guards . Har . My sorrow cannot be so soon digested for ...
... lost all , and now would lose my pain . [ Exeunt . ACT V. SCENE I. - A Table set out . Enter HARMAN , FISCAL , VAN HERRING , and two Dutchmen : They sit . Boy , and Waiters , Guards . Har . My sorrow cannot be so soon digested for ...
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291. oldal - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them...
321. oldal - Errors like Straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for Pearls must dive below.
292. oldal - A seeming mermaid steers ; the silken tackle Swell with the touches of those flower-soft hands, That yarely frame the office. From the barge A strange, invisible perfume hits the sense Of the adjacent wharfs. The city cast Her people out upon her ; and Antony, Enthroned in the market-place, did sit alone, Whistling to the air ; which, but for vacancy, Had gone to gaze on Cleopatra too, And made a gap in nature.
331. oldal - Lie there, thou shadow of an emperor; The place thou pressest on thy mother earth Is all thy empire now: now it contains thee; Some few days hence, and then 'twill be too large, When thou'rt contracted in thy narrow urn, Shrunk to a few cold ashes; then Octavia (For Cleopatra will not live to see it), Octavia then will have...
188. oldal - Let him retire, betwixt two ages cast, The first of this, and hindmost of the last. A losing gamester, let him sneak away ; He bears no ready money from the play. The fate, which governs poets, thought it fit 55 He should not raise his fortunes by his wit.
332. oldal - Sure there's contagion in the tears of friends • See, I have caught it too. Believe me, 'tis not For my own griefs, but thine.
312. oldal - If a little glittering in discourse has passed them on us for witty men, where was the necessity of undeceiving the world ? Would a man who has an ill title to an estate, but yet is in possession of it, would he bring it of his own accord to be tried at Westminster?
240. oldal - DISTRUST, and darkness of a future state, Make poor mankind so fearful of their fate. Death, in itself, is nothing ; but we fear, To be we know not what, we know not where.
241. oldal - tis all a cheat ; Yet, fool'd with hope, men favour the deceit ; Trust on, and think to-morrow will repay : To-morrow's falser than the former day ; Lies worse, and, while it says, we shall be blest With some new joys, cuts off what we possest.
307. oldal - Particularly, the action is so much one that it is the only of the kind without episode or underplot; every scene in the tragedy conducing to the main design, and every act concluding with a turn of it.