The Works of Thomas Middleton: The mayor of Queenborough. The old law by P. Massinger, T. Middleton, W. Rowley. A trick to catch the Old oneJ.C. Nimno, 1885 |
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Pagina 22 - Think, hath the world a folly like this madness ? Keep still that holy and immaculate fire, You chaste lamp of eternity ! 'tis a treasure Too precious for death's moment to partake, This twinkling of short life. Disdain as much To let mortality know you, as stars To kiss the pavements ; you've a substance as Excellent as theirs, holding your pureness : They look upon corruption, as you do, But are stars still ; be you a virgin too.
Pagina 341 - The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jury-men may dine; The merchant from th' Exchange returns in peace, And the long labours of the toilet cease.
Pagina 31 - The fame that a man wins himself is best ; That he may call his own : honours put to him Make him no more a man than his clothes do, Which are as soon ta'en off; for in the warmth The heat comes from the body, not the weeds ; So man's true fame must strike from his own deeds.
Pagina 211 - And not one comfort ? only make me lie Like the poor mockery of an earthquake here, Panting with horror, And have not so much force in all my vengeance, To shake a villain off me.
Pagina 154 - They will eat up all you, an there were more of you, sirs. To keep you six at livery, and still munching ! Tail. Why, I'ma tailor ; you have most need of me, sir. Sim. Thou mad'st my father's clothes...
Pagina 147 - Oh, give not confidence To all he speaks, my lord, in his own injury. His preparation only for the next world, Makes him talk wildly, to his wrong, of this ; He is not lost in judgment.
Pagina 341 - Embassador*, thou cowardly slave, that offers to fight with a sick man when his weapon's down : rail upon me in my naked bed ? why, thou great Lucifer's little vicar ! I am not so weak but I know a knave at first sight : thou inconscionable rascal ! thou that goest upon Middlesex juries, and will make haste to give up thy verdict because thou wilt not lose thy dinner ! are you answered ? Gulfe.
Pagina 160 - ... widow first, but will make one, The husband looking on ? May your destructions Come all in hasty figures to your souls ! Your wealth depart in haste, to overtake Your honesties, that died when you were infants ! May your male seed be hasty spendthrifts too, Your daughters hasty sinners, and diseased Ere they be thought at years to welcome misery...
Pagina 30 - Flame is not swifter. We are all, my lord, The sons of Fortune ; she has sent us forth To thrive by the red sweat of our own merits...
Pagina 144 - Court. An admirable prince ! how rarely he talks ! Oh that we'd known this, lads ! What a time did we endure In two-penny commons, and in boots twice vamp'd ! 1 Court.