Category: Plays/Films/Dramas

Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 05 of 10

_Por._ Stand off, and keep your ranks: twenty foot further: There louse your selves with reason and discretion. The Sun shines warm: the farther still the better, Your beasts will bolt anon, and then 'tis dangerous.

Chapters

41. SCENE III.

_2 Shep._ Continue here? what else? he has bought the great Farm; A great man, with a great Inheritance, And all the ground about it, all the woods too; And stock'd it like an E...

16. SCENE III.

_Wom._ He will needs speak with you; and good old man he weeps so, That by my troth I have not the heart to deny him, Pray let him speak with you.

2. SCENE II.

_Rod._ And whilst we spend that idlely, We let those pass that carry the best purchase. I'll have all search'd, and brought in: Rogues, and Beggars, Have got the trick now to be...

24. SCENE IV.

_Ang._ I cannot keep from this ungodly woman, This _Lelia_, whom I know too, yet am caught, Her looks are nothing like her; would her faults Were all in _Paris_ print upon her f...

30. SCENE III.

_Get._ With all my heart; I am weary on't; I shall turn Jew if I carry many such burthens: Do you think, Master, to be Emperour With killing Swine? you may be an honest Butcher,...

1. SCENE II.

_Por._ Stand off, and keep your ranks: twenty foot further: There louse your selves with reason and discretion. The Sun shines warm: the farther still the better, Your beasts wi...

32. SCENE III.

_Del._ Fix here, and rest a while your Sail-stretch'd wings That have out-stript the winds: the eye of Heaven Durst not behold your speed, but hid it self Behind the grossest cl...

17. SCENE II.

_Piso._ 'Tis certain, if there be a way of truth In blushes, smiles, and commendations; For by this light, I have heard her praise yond' fellow In such a pitch, as if sh'ad stud...

7. SCENE VI.

_1 Keep._ Carry mad _Bess_ some meat, she roars like Thunder; And tie the Parson short, the Moon's i'th' full, H'as a thousand Pigs in's brains: Who looks to the Prentice? Keep...

34. SCENE III.

_Aur._ Never dispute with me; you cannot have her: Nor name the greatness of your King; I scorn him: Your knees to me are nothing; should he bow too, It were his dutie, and my p...

8. SCENE II.

_Rod._ She is not to be recovered, which I vex at; And he beyond my veng'ance, which torments me; O! I am fool'd and sleighted, made a Rascal; My hopes are flatter'd, as my pres...

9. SCENE III.

_Alph._ I, that Boy, let me see, may be I know him, That Boy I say; this is the Boy he told me of, And it must need be she; that Boy, I beseech ye, Sir, That Boy I come to see.

28. SCENE V.

_Piso._ I do not doubt we shall. There was never poor gentleman had such a sudden fortune, I could thrust my head betwixt two pales, and strip me out of My old skin like a Snake...

14. SCENE VI.

Alph. _For my lost wits (let me see)_ _First I pray: and secondly_ _To be at home again, and free,_ _And if I travel more, hang me._ _For the King, and for the Queen,_ _That the...

20. SCENE IV.

_Lel._ That brave fellow, Though he be old, whate'r he be, shews toughness, And such a one I long for, and must have At any price; these young soft melting gristles Are only for...

19. SCENE III.

_Clor._ Nay, thou art spoil'd to my hand; Hadst thou been free, as a good wench ought to be, When I went first a birding for thy Love, And roundly said, that is the man must do...

23. SCENE III.

_Clara._ So is a resty Jade a horse of service, If he would leave his nature; give me one By your leave Sir to make a husband of Not to be wean'd, when I should marry him; Me th...

15. SCENE II.

_Clo._ Do not dissemble _Frank_, mine eyes are quicker Than such observers, that do ground their faith Upon one smile or tear; y'are much alter'd, And are as empty of those exce...

31. SCENE II.

_Aper._ Your care of your sick Emperour, fellow-souldiers, In colours to the life, doth shew your love, And zealous duty: O continue in it. And though I know you long to see and...

22. SCENE II.

_2 Ser._ Mull a pint of Sack there for the women in the Flower-deluce, and put in ginger enough, they belch like potguns, And _Robin_ fetch Tobacco for the Peacock, they will no...

21. SCENE V.

_Jac._ It is so, And you shall feel it too; will you dispatch, Sir? And leave your mirth out? or I shall take occasion To beat ye, and disgrace ye too.

27. SCENE IV.

_Fred._ As I have life, that which was thrown on you, And this now done, were but to draw you hither For causes weighty, that concern your self, Void of all malice, which this M...

40. SCENE II.

_Aur._ Why droops my Lord, my Love, my life, my _Cæsar_? How ill this dulness doth comport with greatness! Does not (with open arms) your fortune court you? _Rome_ know you for...

33. SCENE II.

_1 Lict._ 'Tis your own fault, Sir; For look you, one so newly warm in Office Should lay about him blindfold, like true Justice, Hit where it will: the more ye whip and hang, Si...

12. SCENE IV.

_Rod._ How sweet these solitary places are! how wantonly The wind blows through the leaves, and courts, and playes with 'em! Will ye sit down, and sleep? the heat invites ye. Ha...

39. SCENE VI.

_Dio._ I am rewarded in the Act; your freedome To me's ten thousand Triumphs; You Sir, share, In all my glories. And unkind _Aurelia_, From being a Captive, still command the Vi...

35. SCENE II.

_Dio._ Talk not of comfort; I have broke my faith, And the gods fight against me; and proud man, However magnified, is but as dust Before the raging whirl-wind of their justice....

4. SCENE III.

_Cur._ I do not think she is gone thus far, or this way, For certain if she had, we should have reach'd her, Made some discovery, heard some news; we have seen nothing.

25. SCENE II.

_Fred._ Sister, I brought you _Jacomo_ to the door, He has forgot all that he said last night; And shame of that makes him [more] loth to come, I left _Fabricio_ perswading him,...

37. SCENE IV.

_Cos._ Now by the _Persian_ gods, most truly welcome, Encompass'd thus with tributary Kings, I entertain you. Lend your helping hands To seat her by me; and thus rais'd, bow all...

5. SCENE IV.

_Alp._ Where's my Nag now? And what make I here to be hang'd? What Devil Brought me into this danger? Is there ne'er a hole, That I may creep in deep enough, and die quickly? Ne...

11. SCENE III.

_Gov._ Be sumptuous, but not riotous; be bounteous, But not in drunken _Bacchanals_: free to all strangers, Easie, and sweet in all your entertainments, For 'tis a Royal day adm...

18. SCENE II.

_Serv._ Good Sir take it, And if you will, I'le swear she sent it to you, For I am sure mine eye never went off ye Since you forsook the Gentlemen you talk'd with Just at her door.

10. SCENE II.

_Jul._ Why are you still so fearfull of me, Lady? So doubtfull of my faith, and honest service? To hide your self from me, to fly my company? Am I not yours? all yours? by this...

29. SCENE II.

_Dru._ You know all my affection, And all my heart-desires are set on _Diocles_; But, Aunt, how coldly he requites this courtesie! How dull and heavily he looks upon me! Althoug...

36. SCENE III.

_Get._ 'Tis a fine _May-game_; But eating and drinking I think are forbad in't, (I mean, with leisure) we walk on, and feed Like hungry Boys that haste to School; or as We carri...

38. SCENE V.

_Get._ Scoring a man o'r the Coxcomb Is but a scratch with you! ---- o' your occupation, Your scurvy scuffling trade; I was told before My face was bad enough; but now I look Li...

26. SCENE III.

_Jac._ I ever knew no woman could abide me, But am I grown so contemptible, by being once drunk Amongst 'em, that they begin to throw piss on my head? For surely it was piss, hu...

13. SCENE V.

_Cur._ We have told ye what he is: what time we have sought him: His nature, and his name: the seeming Boy too Ye had here, how, and what by your own relation, All circumstances...

3. SCENE II.

_Jul._ He's gone in here: This is _Roderigo's_ quarter, And I'le be with him soon: I'le startle him, A little better than I have done: all this long night I have le[d] him out o...

6. SCENE V.

_Gent._ 'Tis a house here Where people of all sorts, that have been visited With Lunacies, and Follies wait their cures, There's fancies of a thousand stamps and fashions, Like...