The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected in Eighteen Volumes, 5. kötetA. Constable & Company, 1821 |
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13. oldal
... Fisc . A happy day to our noble governor . Har . ' Morrow , Fiscal . Van Her . Did the last ships , which came from Holland to these parts , bring us no news of mo- ment ? Fisc . Yes , the best that ever came into Am- boyna , since we ...
... Fisc . A happy day to our noble governor . Har . ' Morrow , Fiscal . Van Her . Did the last ships , which came from Holland to these parts , bring us no news of mo- ment ? Fisc . Yes , the best that ever came into Am- boyna , since we ...
14. oldal
... Fisc . From England . Har . Is their East India fleet bound outward for these parts , or cast away , or met at sea by pirates ? Fisc . Better , much better yet ; ha , ha , ha ! Har . Now I am famished for my part of the laughter . Fisc ...
... Fisc . From England . Har . Is their East India fleet bound outward for these parts , or cast away , or met at sea by pirates ? Fisc . Better , much better yet ; ha , ha , ha ! Har . Now I am famished for my part of the laughter . Fisc ...
15. oldal
... Fisc . You're i'the right on't , noble Harman ; their assistance , which was a mercy and a providence to us , shall be a judgment upon them . Van Her . A little favour would do well ; though not that I would stop the current of your wit ...
... Fisc . You're i'the right on't , noble Harman ; their assistance , which was a mercy and a providence to us , shall be a judgment upon them . Van Her . A little favour would do well ; though not that I would stop the current of your wit ...
16. oldal
... Fisc . The sound comes from the port ; some ship arrived salutes the castle , and I hope brings more good news from Holland . [ Guns again . Har . Now they answer them from the fortress . Enter BEAMONT and COLLINS . Van Her . Beamont ...
... Fisc . The sound comes from the port ; some ship arrived salutes the castle , and I hope brings more good news from Holland . [ Guns again . Har . Now they answer them from the fortress . Enter BEAMONT and COLLINS . Van Her . Beamont ...
17. oldal
... Fisc . Is the brave Towerson returned ? Col. The same , sir . Har . He shall be nobly welcome . He has already spent twelve years upon , or near , these rich Moluc- ca Isles . ' Fisc . The devil give him joy of both , or I will for him ...
... Fisc . Is the brave Towerson returned ? Col. The same , sir . Har . He shall be nobly welcome . He has already spent twelve years upon , or near , these rich Moluc- ca Isles . ' Fisc . The devil give him joy of both , or I will for him ...
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173. oldal - tis all a cheat; Yet, fooled 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.
323. oldal - Errors like Straws upon the surface flow; He who would search for Pearls must dive below.
356. oldal - I'm eager to return before I go; For, all the pleasures I have known beat thick On my remembrance. — How I long for night! That both the sweets of mutual love may try, And triumph once o'er Caesar ere we die.
172. oldal - Tis much more hard to please himself than you ; And, out of no feigned modesty, this day Damns his laborious trifle of a play ; Not that it's worse than what before he writ, But he has now another taste of wit ; And, to confess a truth, though out of time, Grows weary of his long-loved mistress, Rhyme. Passion's too fierce to be in fetters bound, And Nature flies him like enchanted ground...
356. oldal - I'll rather die, than take it. Will you go? Ant. Go ! Whither ? Go from all that's excellent ! Faith, honour, virtue, all good things forbid, That I should go from her, who sets my love Above the price of kingdoms.
382. oldal - Unmark'd of those that hear. Then she's so charming, Age buds at sight of her, and swells to youth: The holy priests gaze on her when she smiles, And with heav'd hands, forgetting gravity, They bless her wanton eyes: even I, who hate her, With a malignant joy behold such beauty, And, while I curse, desire it.
363. oldal - That men's desiring eyes were never wearied, But hung upon the object : To soft flutes The silver oars kept time ; and while they played, The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought.
409. oldal - With them, the wreath of victory I made (Vain augury!) for him who now lies dead. You, Iras, bring the cure of all our ills.
325. oldal - On the utmost margin of the water-mark. Then, with so swift an ebb the flood drove backward, It slipt from underneath the scaly herd : Here monstrous phocaa panted on the shore ; Forsaken dolphins there, with their broad tails Lay lashing the departing waves : hard by them, Sea-horses' flound'ring in the slimy mud, Toss'd up their heads, and dash'd the ooze about them.