Category: Plays/Films/Dramas

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

In 1905, the Syndics of the University Press asked me to complete, upon the lines laid down in the preface to volume I, the editing of the reprint of the Second Folio of the works of Beaumont and Fletcher which had been begun by Arnold Glover. The present volume sees the end o...

Chapters

28. Part 28

It has not been thought necessary to record the correction of every turned letter nor the substitution of marks of interrogation for marks of exclamation and _vice versâ_. Full-...

8. Part 8

_Pan._ And get you after her, I will work upon my citizen whilst he is warm, I must not suffer him to consult with his neighbours, the openest fools are hardly cousened, if they...

18. Part 18

_Ami._ Come, you are a verie braggart, and you have given me cause to tell you so: what weakness have you ever seen in me to prompt your self, that I could need you help; or wha...

17. Part 17

_Orl._ Put her out of dores; but that I fear my land May go again to _Montague_, I would kill thee, I am loth, To make a beggar of him that way; or else-- Go now you have the li...

9. Part 9

_Mer._ Look to my shop, and if there come ever a Scholar in black, let him speak with me; we that are shopkeepers in good trade, are so pester'd, that we can scarce pick out an...

10. Part 10

_Laz._ I will lay by these habits, forms, and grave respects of what I am, and be my self; only my appetite, my fire, my soul, my being, my dear appetite shall go along with me,...

7. Part 7

_Laz._ How uncertain is the state of all mortal things! I have these crosses from my Cradle, from my very Cradle, insomuch that I do begin to grow desperate: Fortune I do despis...

11. Part 11

_Laz._ My Lord, if ever I intended treason against your Person, or the State, unless it were by wishing from your Table some dish of meat, which I must needs confess, was not a...

20. Part 20

_Mont._ So should I you, but that I am asham'd. But though thou know'st me, prethee _Longaville_, Mock not my poverty, pray remember your self; Shows it not strangely for thy cl...

4. Part 4

_Lecure._ Then thus, The first of Females which your eye shall meet Before the Sun next rise, coming from out The Temple of _Diana_ being slain, you live Father of many sons.

19. Part 19

_Long._ I think thou art his Porter, Set here to answer creditors, that his Lordship Is not within, or takes the diet: I am sent, And will grow here until I have an answer, Not...

29. Part 29

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2. Part 2

_Thier._ I cannot but Believe you Madam, thou art one degree Grown nearer to my heart, and I am proud To have in thee so glorious a plant Transported hither; In thy conduct, we...

6. Part 6

_Mart._ The peace of happy souls go after them, Bear them to their last beds, whilst I study A Tomb to speak their loves; whilst old time laste[t]h I am your King in sorrows.

5. Part 5

_Memb._ One, no guard Can put back from access, whose tongue no threats Nor praises can silence, a bold suitor, and For that which if you are your self, a King, You were made so...

1. Part 1

In 1905, the Syndics of the University Press asked me to complete, upon the lines laid down in the preface to volume I, the editing of the reprint of the Second Folio of the wor...

12. Part 12

_Duke._ I pity him dearly: And let it be your charge, with his kind brother To see his moods observ'd; let every passion Be fed ev'n to a surfet, which in time May breed a loath...

26. Part 26

_Mar._ You have felt both fortunes, And in extreams, poor Lady; for young _Perolot_, Being every way unable to maintain you, Durst not make known his love to Friend or Father: M...

13. Part 13

_Duke._ But why to me so punctual? my last thought Was most intirely fixt on his advancement Why, I came now to put him in possession Of his fair fortunes: what a mis-conceiver...

16. Part 16

_Orl._ I can have any common charity to such a Prayer From a friend I would expect a love to prosper in; Without exceptions such a love as might Make all my undertakings thankfu...

3. Part 3

_Brun._ Nay, you have cause to blush, but I will hide it, And what's more, I forgive you; is't not pity That thou that art the first to enter combate With any Woman, and what is...

21. Part 21

_Mal._ Captain, your shooes are old, pray put 'em off, And let one fling 'em after us; be bold, Sirs, And howsoever our fortune falls, lets bear An equal burden; if there be an...

14. Part 14

_Lap._ May I open mine eyes yet, and safely peep: I'll try a groon first--oh--Nay then he's gone. There was no other policy but to dy, He would ha' made me else. Ribs are you so...

23. Part 23

_Soph._ Thou canst not. And _Valerius_, 'Tis less dishonour to thee thus to kill me, Then bid me kneel to _Martius_: 'tis to murther The fame of living men, which great ones do;...

24. Part 24

_Mar._ Live, live, thou Angel of thy sex: forgive, Till by those golden tresses thou be'st snatch'd Alive to Heaven: for thy corruption's So little, that it cannot suffer death....

25. Part 25

_Ferd._ Good night, I have a friend has almost made me mad: I weep sometimes, and instantly can laugh: Nay, I do dance, and sing, and suddenly Roar like a storm. Strange tricks...

22. Part 22

_Merc._ Alas, when ever offer'd he t'abridge Your Ladies power, but only now in these, Whose match concerns [his] general government? Hath not each God a part in these high joye...

15. Part 15

_Sol._ Not angry Law, nor doors of Brass shall keep me, From my wrongs expiation to thy Bowels, I return my disgrace; and after turn My face to any death that can be sentenc'd.

27. Part 27

_Per._ 'Tis most true, Lady: your unhappy fortune I grieve for as mine own, your fault forgive too, If it be one. This is no time for kisses: I have heard all, and known all, wh...

30. Part 30

_More pleasing were these sweet delights,_ _If Ladies mov'd as well as Knights;_ _Runne ev'ry one of you and catch_ _A Nymph in honor of this match;_ _And whisper boldly in her...