The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher; Printed from the Text Volume 4

The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson, and Beaumont and Fletcher; Printed from the Text Volume 4

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1811 edition. Excerpt: ...wine vinegar. sharp wit, Cred. 1 shall think, cousin, O' your poach'd scholar, while I live. Enter Servant. Serv. Master Credulous, Your uncle wills you to forhear the liouse: You must with me; I'm charg'd to see you plac'd In some new lodging ahout Thieving-Lane. What the conceit's I know not; hut he commands you To he seen liere no more, 'till you hear further. Cred. Here's a strange welcome, sir! Witty. This is the world, cousin, When a man's fame's once poison'd! Fare thee well, lad! Exeunt Cred. and Seni. This is the happiest cheat T e'er claim'd share in; It has a two-fold fortune, gets me coin, And puts him out of grace that stood hetween me, My father's Camhridge jewel, much suspected To he his heir; now there's a har in's hopes. Enter Ruinous and Ludy Ruitwus. Ruin. It chinks; make haste! L. Ruin. The Goat at Smithtield-Pens. Exeunt. i. Enter Cunningham. Witty. Y.o, zo, zufficient!--Master Cunningham? I never have ill luck when I meet a wit. Cunn. A wit's hetter to meet than to follow then, For t ha' none so good I can commend vet; But commonly men unfortunate to themselves, Are luckiest to their friends; and so may I he. Witty. I run o'er so much worth, going hut in haste from you, All my deliherate friendship cannot equal. Cunn. "lis hut to shew, that you can place sometimes Enter Mirahel. Your modesty a-top of all your virtues. Exit Witty. This gentleman may pleasure me yet agam. I am so haunted with this hroad-hrim'd hat Of the last progress hlock, with the young hat-hand, Made for a sucking devil of two years old, I know not where to turn myselt. Mir. Sir! Cum. Cunn. More torture? Mir. Tis rumour'd that you love me. Cunn. O' my troth, gentlewoman, Humour's as false a knave as ever piss'd then; Pray tell him so from me! I cannot...show more

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  • Paperback | 458 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 24mm | 812g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236538757
  • 9781236538758