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Page 261
... Itha . In Thrace ; brought up in Arabia . Bar . So much the better , thou art for my turn ; An hundred crowns , I'll have him ; there's the coin . Offi . Then mark him , sir , and take him hence . Bar . Aye , mark him , you were best ...
... Itha . In Thrace ; brought up in Arabia . Bar . So much the better , thou art for my turn ; An hundred crowns , I'll have him ; there's the coin . Offi . Then mark him , sir , and take him hence . Bar . Aye , mark him , you were best ...
Page 262
... Itha . Faith , sir , my birth is but mean ; my name's Ithamore ; My profession what you please . Bar . Hast thou no trade ? then listen to my words , And I will teach thee that shall stick by thee : First , be thou void of these ...
... Itha . Faith , sir , my birth is but mean ; my name's Ithamore ; My profession what you please . Bar . Hast thou no trade ? then listen to my words , And I will teach thee that shall stick by thee : First , be thou void of these ...
Page 264
... Itha . Aye , I'll put her in . Bar . Now tell me , Ithamore , how likest thou this ? Itha . Faith , master , I think by this You purchase both their lives : Is it not so ? Bar . True ; and it shall be cunningly performed . Itha . Oh ...
... Itha . Aye , I'll put her in . Bar . Now tell me , Ithamore , how likest thou this ? Itha . Faith , master , I think by this You purchase both their lives : Is it not so ? Bar . True ; and it shall be cunningly performed . Itha . Oh ...
Page 265
... Itha . Oh my master ! Abig . Ha ! Itha . Oh , mistress ! I have the bravest , gravest , secret , subtile , Bottle - nosed knave to my master , that ever gen- tleman had . Abig . Say , knave , why rail'st upon my father thus ? Itha . Oh ...
... Itha . Oh my master ! Abig . Ha ! Itha . Oh , mistress ! I have the bravest , gravest , secret , subtile , Bottle - nosed knave to my master , that ever gen- tleman had . Abig . Say , knave , why rail'st upon my father thus ? Itha . Oh ...
Page 266
... Itha . When duck you ? Abig . Welcome , grave friar - Ithamore , be- gone.- Know , holy sir , I am bold to solicit ... Itha . To - day . Bar . With whom ? Itha . A friar . Bar . A friar ! false villain , he hath done the deed . Itha ...
... Itha . When duck you ? Abig . Welcome , grave friar - Ithamore , be- gone.- Know , holy sir , I am bold to solicit ... Itha . To - day . Bar . With whom ? Itha . A friar . Bar . A friar ! false villain , he hath done the deed . Itha ...
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Abig Alex Amor Apel Aristippus Barabas Ben Jonson Bonam brest Campaspe cham Chat court Crom crowns Damon death Diccon Dionisius Dond doth Dr Rat Duke edit Enter Eubulus Euphues Exeunt Exit faith farewell father fear Ferrex Friar Gammer Gaveston gentlemen Gorboduc grace Grimme Grut hand hart hath hear heart heaven Hodge honour Itha Ithamore Jacke king knave lady Leucoth live lord lord Cobham Lucy madam Manes master master constable Morel Mortimer neele never night noble PALLATINE pardon Pert Phil Philocles Pithias Poly POLYMETES Porrex pray prince Psyl Queen Shal shew Sir John sir John Oldcastle Sir Rad sonne soul speak stay Steph sweet tell thee there's thine thing thou art thou shalt Thwack Timoclea unto William Davenant wold word wyll
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Page 263 - I filled the jails with bankrupts in a year, And with young orphans planted hospitals, And every moon made some or other mad, And now and then one hang himself for grief, Pinning upon his breast a long great scroll How I with interest tormented him.
Page 191 - Something still buzzeth in mine ears, And tells me if I sleep I never wake; This fear is that which makes me tremble thus. And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come ? Light.
Page 544 - False colours last after the true be dead. Of all the roses grafted on her cheeks, Of all the graces dancing in her eyes, Of all the music set upon her tongue, Of all that was past woman's excellence, In her white bosom ; look, a painted board Circumscribes all...
Page 167 - This which I urge is of a burning zeal To mend the king and do our country good. Know you not Gaveston hath store of gold, Which may in Ireland purchase him such friends As he will front the mightiest of us all?
Page 186 - I might ! but heavens and earth conspire To make me miserable. Here, receive my crown. Receive it ? no, these innocent hands of mine Shall not be guilty of so foul a crime...
Page 178 - Treacherous Warwick ! traitorous Mortimer ! If I be England's king, in lakes of gore Your headless trunks, your bodies will I trail, That you may drink your fill, and quaff in blood, And stain my royal standard with the same...
Page 178 - By earth, the common mother of us all, By heaven, and all the moving orbs thereof, By this right hand, and by my father's sword, And all the honours 'longing to my crown, I will have heads, and lives for him, as many As I have manors, castles, towns, and towers!
Page 263 - As for myself, I walk abroad a-nights, And kill sick people groaning under walls : Sometimes I go about, and poison wells; And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves, I am content to lose some of my crowns, That I may, walking in my gallery, See 'm go pinioned along by my door.
Page 167 - He's gone, and for his absence thus I mourn. Did never sorrow go so near my heart As doth the want of my sweet Gaveston ; And could my crown's revenue bring him back, I would freely give it to his enemies, And think I gain'd, having bought so dear a friend.
Page 190 - To murder you, my most gracious lord ! Far is it from my heart to do you harm. The queen sent me to see how you were...