The works of Thomas Middleton, collected, with some account of the author, and notes, by A. Dyce, 4. köide1840 |
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ALIB ALLWIT B. B. PAWN BEAT BEAU BIAN Bianca BISHOP Black Black House changeling CONST CRES CRESSINGHAM daughter DIEGO DUKE e'er editor of 1816 Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Flores fool for't FRAN FRANK Game at Chess gentleman gentlewoman George gipsy give GUAR hath heart honour i'faith is't King kiss KNIGHT KT.'s PAWN LADY KIX LEAN Lollio look lord LOUIS madam maid marry MAUD methinks mistress MOLL MOTH ne'er never noble Old ed Old eds on't pity pray prithee Quarto Queen Re-enter Roderigo SCENE Servants shew SIR F SIR OL SIR WAL Soro SOTO sure sweet tell thee there's thing thou to't TOUCH tutor Twas Twill W. Q. PAWN WARD wench What's White White Kingdom wife woman YELLOWHAMMER
Popular passages
Page 224 - Yes, sir, for every part has his hour; we wake at six and look about us, that's eye-hour ; at seven we should pray, that's knee-hour; at eight, walk, that's leg-hour; at nine, gather flowers, and pluck a rose, that's nose-hour; at ten we drink, that's mouth-hour; at eleven, lay about us for victuals, that's hand-hour; at twelve, go to dinner, that's belly-hour.
Page 221 - em, and draw thine own skin off with 'em ! [Exit with DIAPHANTA and Servants. De F. Here's a favour come with a mischief now ! I know She had rather wear my pelt z tann'd in a pair Of dancing pumps, than I should thrust my fingers Into her sockets here...
Page 18 - I have the name, and in his gold I shine; And where some merchants would in soul kiss hell To buy a paradise for their wives, and dye Their conscience in the bloods of prodigal heirs To deck their night-piece, yet all this being done, Eaten with jealousy to the inmost bone As what affliction nature more constrains Than feed the wife plump for another's veins?
Page 261 - tis impossible thou canst be so wicked, Or shelter such a cunning cruelty, To make his death the murderer of my honour ! Thy language is so bold and vicious, I cannot see which way I can forgive it With any modesty.
Page 556 - I'll keep you while I have you : you've great business sure, To sit alone at home : I wonder strangely What pleasure you take in't. Were't to me now, I should be ever at one neighbour's house Or other all day long ; having no charge, Or none to chide you, if you go, or stay, Who may live merrier, ay, or more at heart's ease ? Come, we'll to chess or draughts ; there are a hundred tricks To drive out time till supper, never fear't, wench.
Page 261 - twas not held so precious to begin with; For I place wealth after the heels of pleasure, And were I not resolv'd in my belief That thy virginity were perfect in thee, I should but take my recompense with grudging, As if I had but half my hopes I agreed for.
Page 290 - To come here for a lodging ; as if a queen Should make her palace of a pest-house : I find a contrariety in nature Betwixt that face and me ; the least occasion Would give me game upon him ; yet he's so foul One would scarce touch him with a sword he loved And made account of; so most deadly venomous, He would go near to poison any weapon That should draw blood on him ; one must resolve Never to use that sword again in fight In way of honest manhood that strikes him ; Some river must devour it ;...
Page 273 - Twas Diaphanta's chance — for to that wench I pretend ' honest love, and she deserves it — To leave me in a back part of the house, A place we chose for private conference ; She was no sooner gone, but instantly I heard your bride's voice in the next room to me ; And lending more attention, found De Flores Louder than she.
Page 272 - I ha' some too, I think as strange as yours : would I might keep Mine, so my faith and friendship might be kept in't ! Faith, sir, dispense a little with my zeal, And let it cool in this.
Page 265 - I'll know you from a hundred; I could break you now, Or turn you into milk, and so beguile The master of the mystery; but I'll look to you. Ha! that which is next, is ten times worse. How to know whether a woman be a maid or not, If that should be apply'd, what would become of me?