Category: Plays/Films/Dramas
_Pet._ Alas, Madam, I have no skill, she has a black eye, Which is of the least too, and the dullest water: And when her mouth was made, for certain Madam, Nature intended her a right good stomach.
_Ge._ Yes Sir, but fight they will not, nor stir from that place They stand in now, unless they have Lord _Archas_ To lead 'em out; they rail upon this General, And sing Songs o...
13. SCENE II._Wom._ And yet methought we found 'em Handsome enough; I'll tell thee true, _Petesca_, I lookt for other manner of dealings from 'em, And had prepar'd my self; but where's my Lady?
9. SCENE V.Anc. _Broom, Broom, the bonnie Broom, Come buy my Birchen Broom, I'th' Wars we have no more room, Buy all my bonnie Broom, For a kiss take two; If those will not do, For a littl...
1. SCENE II._Pet._ Alas, Madam, I have no skill, she has a black eye, Which is of the least too, and the dullest water: And when her mouth was made, for certain Madam, Nature intended her a...
11. SCENE V._Ar._ Pray fill it full, Sir. 'Tis a high health to vertue: here Lord _Burris_, A maiden health: you are most fit to pledge it, You have a maiden soul and much I honour it. Pass...
6. SCENE II._Viol._ Pray Sir, be good to us, Alas, we know no Court, nor seek that knowledge; We are content with harmless things at home, Children of your content, bred up in quiet, Only t...
5. SCENE V._Du._ This or nothing: [_Little Trunk ready._ Why should you bar it up thus with defences Above the rest, unless it contain'd something More excellent, and curious of keeping? O...
12. SCENE VI._Du._ He dares as well eat death, as do it, eat wild-fire, Through a few fears I mean to try his goodness, That I may find him fit, to wear here, _Burris_; I know Boroskie hates...
7. SCENE III._Duke._ A very fair one, sweet; come hither to me. What killing eyes this Wench has! in his glory Not the bright Sun, when the _Sirian_ Star reigns, Shines half so fiery.
8. SCENE IV.Here they be, Gentlemen, must make ye merry, The toyes you wot of: do you like their complexions? They be no Moors: what think ye of this hand, Gentlemen? Here's a white Altar f...
10. SCENE IV._The._ They do well enough, Sir, They know the worst by this time: pray be rul'd, Sir, Go home again, and if ye have a Supper, Eat it in quiet there: this is no place for ye, Es...
4. SCENE IV._The._ With a Custard; This is no weather for rewards: they crown his service? Rather they go to shave his Crown: I was rated As if I had been a Dog had worried Sheep, out of do...
2. SCENE IV._Alin._ Beauty bless ye: Into what Grooms Feather-Bed will you creep now? And there mistake the enemy; sweet youths ye are, And of a constant courage; are you afraid of foining?