The Rehearsal: With Illustrations from Previous Plays, Etc

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A. Constable, 1895 - English drama - 136 pages

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Page 12 - Beggar'd by fools, whom still he found too late ; He had his jest, and they had his estate.
Page 12 - He laughed himself from court; then sought relief By forming parties, but could ne'er be chief; For, spite of him, the weight of business fell On Absalom, and wise Achitophel ; Thus, wicked but in will, of means bereft, He left not faction, but of that was left.
Page 12 - In the first rank of these did Zimri stand; A man so various, that he seem'd to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome: Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong; Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon: Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking.
Page 12 - Neither is it true, that this fineness of raillery is offensive. A witty man is tickled while he is hurt in this manner, and a fool feels it not.
Page 22 - Oh read ouer D. John Bridges, for it is a worthy worke : Or an epitome of the fyrste Booke of that right worshipfull volume, written against the Puritanes, in the defence of the noble cleargie, by as worshipfull a prieste, John Bridges, Presbyter, Priest or elder, doctor of Diuilitie, and Deane of Sarum.
Page 12 - The Arte of English Poesie. Contriued into three Bookes : The first of POETS and POESIE, the second of PROPORTION, the third of ORNAMENT.
Page 134 - With sense that might be understood with ease; They every scene with so much wit did store That who brought any in, went out with more: But this new way of wit does so surprise, Men lose their wits in wond'ring where it lies.
Page 14 - A custome lothsome to the eye, hatefull to the Nose, harmefull to the braine, dangerous to the Lungs, and in the blacke stinking fume thereof, neerest resembling the horrible Stigian smoke of the pit that is bottomelesse.
Page 20 - O that Ben Jonson is a pestilent fellow ; he brought up Horace, giving the poets a pill ; but our fellow Shakespeare hath given him a purge, that made him bewray his credit.
Page 98 - I'll lead you thence to melancholy groves, And there repeat the scenes of our past loves. At night I will within your curtains peep; With empty arms embrace you while you sleep...

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