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Abig Abigail Achates Æneas ANIPPE Anna arms Ascanius Bajazeth Bara Barabas blood brother Calymath Carthage crown death Dido doth Duke Duke of Guise earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair farewell father Faustus fear Fern France Friar Jac friends Gaveston gentle gold grace grief Guise hand hath haue hear heart heaven hell Henry Hero honour house of Yorke Iarbas Isab Itha Ithamore Jove Kent KING EDWARD king of Fez KING OF NAVARRE Lancaster Leander live look lord madam majesty Malta Master Doctor Meph Mephistophilis mighty Mortimer murder night Persian Pilia poison'd prince queen Rich Scythian SERGESTUS sirrah soldiers soul speak Spen Spenser stay sweet sword Tamb Tamburlaine tears Techelles tell thee Ther Theridamas thine thou art thou shalt thoughts traitor Trebizon Turk unto villain Warwike wilt words Zenocrate
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Page ii - WILL BE PLEASED TO SEND FREELY TO ALL APPLICANTS A LIST OF THE PUBLISHED AND PROJECTED VOLUMES...
Page 158 - Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo's laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone : regard his hellish fall, Whose fiendful fortune may exhort the wise Only to wonder at unlawful things, Whose deepness doth entice such forward wits To practise more than heavenly power permits.
Page 51 - Their minds, and muses on admired themes; If all the heavenly quintessence they still From their immortal flowers of poesy, Wherein, as in a mirror, we perceive The highest reaches of a human wit; If these had made one poem's period, And all combin'd in beauty's worthiness, Yet should there hover in their restless heads One thought, one grace, one wonder, at the least, Which into words no virtue can digest.
Page 157 - tis gone: And see where God Stretcheth out his arm and bends his ireful brows! Mountains and hills, come, come, and fall on me, And hide me from the heavy wrath of God ! No, no.
Page 157 - I'll leap up to my God! Who pulls me down? See, see where Christ's blood streams in the firmament! One drop would save my soul, half a drop, ah, my Christ!
Page 154 - Come Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena.
Page 227 - I'll have Italian masks by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows; And in the day, when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad; My men, like satyrs grazing on the lawns, Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay...
Page 165 - Rather had I a Jew be hated thus, Than pitied in a Christian poverty: For I can see no fruits in all their faith, But malice, falsehood, and excessive pride, Which methinks fits not their profession. Haply some hapless man hath conscience, And for his conscience lives in beggary.
Page 161 - Albeit the world think Machiavel is dead, Yet was his soul but flown beyond the Alps ; And, now the Guise* is dead, is come from France, To view this land, and frolic with his friends. To some perhaps my name is odious ; But such as love me, guard me from their tongues, And let them know that I am Machiavel, And weigh not men, and therefore not men's words. Admir'd I am of those that hate me most : Though some speak openly against my books, Yet will they read me, and thereby attain To Peter's chair...
Page 58 - The god of war resigns his room to me, Meaning to make me general of the world; Jove, viewing me in arms, looks pale and wan, Fearing my power should pull him from his throne; Where'er I come the Fatal Sisters sweat, And grisly Death, by running to and fro To do their ceaseless homage to my sword...