Demetrius and Enanthe, Being The Humorous Lieutenant: A PlayT. Rodd, 1830 - 114 pages |
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Demetrius and Enanthe, Being the Humorous Lieutenant: A Play (Classic Reprint) John Fletcher No preview available - 2018 |
Demetrius and Enanthe, Being the Humorous Lieutenant: A Play - Scholar's ... Alexander Dyce John Fletcher No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 56 - Men. You see now what a manner of woman she is, sir. Ant. Thou art an ass ! Men. Is this a fit love for the prince ? Ant. A coxcomb...
Page 20 - Celia.) Cel. Must ye needs go? Dem. Or stay with all dishonour. Cel. Are there not men enough to fight? Dem. Fie, Celia. This ill becomes the noble love you bear me; Would you have your love a coward? Cel. No; believe, Sir, I would have him fight, but not so far off from me. Dem. Wouldst have it thus? or thus? Cel. If that be fighting — Dem. Ye wanton fool : when I come home again I '11 fight with thee, at thine own weapon, Celia, And conquer thee, too.
Page 73 - Ant. I command ye stay. Cel. Be just, I am commanded. Ant. I will not wrong ye. Cel. Then thus low falls my duty. Ant. Can ye love me ? Say I, and all I have — Cel. I cannot love ye ; Without the breach of faith I cannot hear ye ; Ye hang upon my love, like frosts on Lilies : I can dye, but I cannot love : you are answer'd.
Page 21 - t were thus; but in my man's mind — Dem. What? Cel. I should be friends with you, too, Now I think better. Dem. Ye are a tall soldier. Here, take these, and these; This gold to furnish ye, and keep this bracelet — Why do you weep now?
Page 33 - I, this is she ; a stranger born. Leu. What would you give for more now ? Men. Prithee, my best Leucippe, there's much hangs on't, Lodg'd at the end of Mars's street...
Page 11 - Tis he, indeed : what a sweet noble fierceness Dwells in his eyes ! young Meleager-like, When he return'd from slaughter " of the boar, Crown'd with the loves and honours of the people, With all the gallant youth of Greece, he looks now. Who could deny him love ? [Aside.
Page 62 - And may that man, that seeks to save his life now By price or promise, or by fear falls from us, Never again be blest with name of soldier ! Enter a Soldier. Sel. How now ? who charges' first ? I seek a brave hand To set me off in death. Sold. We are not charg'd, sir ; The prince lies still. Sel. How comes this 'larum up, then ! Sold. There is one desperate fellow, with the devil in him (He never durst do this else), has broke into us, And here he bangs ye two or three before him, There five or six...
Page 34 - Men. Come in, then ; I have a great design from the king to you, And you must work like wax now. Leu. On this lady ? Men. On this, and all your wits call home. Leu. I have done Toys in my time of some note : Old as I am, I think my brains will work without barm.
Page 33 - And when I have rigg'd her up once, this small Pinnace Shall sail for Gold, and good store too; who's there?