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Act ii arms Author beauty blood breath bring brother cause COMEDY comes Court Crown 8vo dead dear death doth earth Edition English extracts eyes face fair faith fall father fear fire follow give Gods grave grief hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven honour hope hour I'll Illustrated JOHN keep King Lady Lamb leave light lines omitted live look Lord lost Master mean mind mother nature never night noble once passion play pleasure poor pray Prince PUBLISHED Queen rest rich scene Second Series sleep soul speak spirit stand sweet tears tell thee things thou thoughts TRAGEDY true truth unto virtue wife woman worth young
Side 32 - Every one who reads books at all must read this thrilling romance, from the first page of which to the last the breathless reader is haled along. An inspiration of manliness and courage.'— Daily Chronicle, Lucas Malet.
Side 621 - O good old man ; how well in thee appears The constant service of the antique world, When service sweat for duty, not for meed ! Thou art not for the fashion of these times, Where none will sweat, but for promotion; And having that, do choke their service up Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
Side 190 - Call for the robin redbreast and the wren, Since o'er shady groves they hover, And with leaves and flowers do cover The friendless bodies of unburied men. Call unto his funeral dole The ant, the field-mouse, and the mole, To rear him hillocks that shall keep him warm, And (when gay tombs are robbed) sustain no harm : But keep the wolf far thence, that's foe to men, For with his nails he'll dig them up again.
Side 292 - Was but a maiden longing, to be lost As soon as found ; till sitting in my window, Printing my thoughts in lawn, I saw a god, I thought, (but it was you) enter our gates. My blood flew out, and back again as fast, As I had puff'd it forth and suck'd it in Like breath : Then was I call'd away in haste To entertain you.
Side 265 - Why? Do you think I fable with you? I assure you. He that has once the flower of the sun, The perfect ruby which we call elixir, Not only can do that, but by its virtue, Can confer honour, love, respect, long life, Give safety, valour: yea, and victory, To whom he will. In eight and twenty days, I'll make an old man of fourscore, a child.
Side 267 - For I do mean To have a list of wives and concubines Equal with Solomon, who had the stone Alike with me ; and I will make me a back With the elixir that shall be as tough As Hercules, to encounter fifty a night.
Side 29 - I'll levy soldiers with the coin they bring, And chase the Prince of Parma from our land, And reign sole king of all the provinces; Yea, stranger engines for the brunt of war Than was the fiery keel at Antwerp's bridge, I'll make my servile spirits to invent.
Side 12 - METHUEN'S PUBLICATIONS Poetry Rudyard Kipling. BARRACK-ROOM BALLADS. By RUDYARD KIPLING. 6yd Thousand. Crown Svo. 6s. Leather, 6s. net. 'Mr. Kipling's verse is strong, vivid, full of character. . . . Unmistakeable genius rings in every line.' — Times. ' The ballads teem with imagination, they palpitate with emotion. We read them with laughter and tears ; the metres throb in our pulses, the cunningly ordered words tingle with life; and if this be not poetry, what is ? '—Pall Mall Gazette.