Acting National Drama, Volume 1

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Benjamin Webster
Chapman and Hall, 1840
 

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Page 30 - tis not like a friend To hide your soul from me. Tis not your nature To be thus idle : I have seen you stand As you were blasted 'midst of all your mirth ; Call thrice aloud, and then start, feigning joy So coldly ! — World, what do I here ? a friend Is nothing.
Page 6 - Lay a garland on my hearse, Of the dismal yew; Maidens, willow branches bear; Say I died true: My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth. Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth!
Page 8 - Do my face (If thou hadst ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : Strive to make me look Like sorrow's monument ! And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and, behind me, Make all a desolation. Look, look, wenches ! A miserable life of this poor picture ! Olym.
Page 15 - All joys upon him ! for he is my friend. Wonder not that I call a man so young my friend : His worth is great ; valiant he is and temperate ; And one that never thinks his life his own, If his friend need it.
Page 8 - Do my face (If thou had'st ever feeling of a sorrow) Thus, thus, Antiphila : strive to make me look Like Sorrow's monument ; and the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless ; let the rocks Groan with continual surges ; and behind me, Make all a desolation.
Page 21 - Oh, no; what look soe'er thou shalt put on To try my faith, I shall not think thee false : I cannot find one blemish in thy face, Where falsehood should abide. Leave, and to bed. If you have sworn to any of the virgins, That were your old companions, to preserve Your maidenhead a night, it may be done Without this means. Evad.
Page 15 - I returned (as, without boast, I brought home conquest), he would gaze upon me And view me round, to find in what one limb The virtue lay to do those things he heard; Then would he wish to see my sword, and feel The quickness of the edge, and in his hand Weigh it: he oft would make me smile at this. His youth did promise much, and his ripe years Will see it all performed.
Page 7 - Weeps for the ruined merchant, when he roars; Rather, the wind courts but the pregnant sails, When the strong cordage cracks ; rather, the sun Comes but to kiss the fruit in wealthy autumn, When all falls blasted.
Page 31 - My shaking flesh, be thou a witness for me, With what unwillingness I go to scourge This railer, whom my folly hath...
Page 30 - You will wish't unknown, When you have heard it. Mel. No. Amin. Is much to blame, And to the King has given her honour up, And lives in whoredom with him.

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