The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson; Printed from the Text

The Dramatic Works of Ben Jonson; Printed from the Text

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1811 edition. Excerpt: ...ripe-headed young boy. ' Fae. IV/ufs that? he's come, I thin/c, or 12'/ig, hor below he is called apu_flin.--Mr. Urron. chm The editions all agree in giving us the line in this manner; but I cannot conceal my suspicion that it ou ht to be divided, the for mer part belonging to Subtle, and the latter part only to Face. it should stand thus; Sub. Who' that? Fac. He' came, I think, doctor. Fae. I cannot think you wil, sir. But the law In such a thing---and then he says, Read's matter Falling so lately ' '----Dap. Read? he was an ass, And dealt, sir, with a fool. Fac. It was a clerk, sir. Dap. A clerk? Fae. Nay, hear me, sir, you know the law Better, I think----D. I should, sir, and the danger. You now, I shew'd the statute to you. Fac. You did so. Dap. And will I tell then? By this hand of flesh, Would it might never write good court-hand more, If I discover. What do you think of me, Thatl am a Chiausc? Fac. What's that? Dap. The Turk was, here----As one would say, do you think I am a Turk "? Fac. l'll tell the doctor so. Dap. Do, good sweet captain. Fae. Come, noble doctor, pray thee let's prevail; II This is the gentleman, and he is no Chiause. Sub. Captain, 1 have retum'd you all my answer. this I would do much, sir, for your love_But I neither may, nor can. Fac. Tut, do not say so. You deal now with a noble fellow, doctor, One that will thank you richly, and h' is no Chiause: Let that, sir, move you. Sub. 'Pra you, torbear Fac. He as Four an els here-----Sub. ou do me wrong, good air. Fae. Doctor, wherein? to tempt you with these spirits? Sub. To tempt my art and love, sir, to my peril. 'F ore heav'n, l scarce can think you are my friend, That so would draw more

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  • Paperback | 512 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 26mm | 903g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236860225
  • 9781236860224