Historio-Matrix, Or, the Player Whipt. the Prodigal Son. Jacke Drums Entertainement. a Warning for Faire Women. Faire Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester. an Account of Robert Greene, His Life and Works, and His Attacks on Shakspere

Historio-Matrix, Or, the Player Whipt. the Prodigal Son. Jacke Drums Entertainement. a Warning for Faire Women. Faire Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester. an Account of Robert Greene, His Life and Works, and His Attacks on Shakspere

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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. 1878 edition. Excerpt: ...I never could have found 702 A fitter way to compass Browne's desire, Nor in her w0man's breast kindled love's fire: For this will hammer so within her head, As for the new she 'll wish the old were dead. 706 When in the neck of this I will devise Some stratagem to close up Sanders' eyes. 1 Orig., leave him.--G. ACT II. Enter TRAGEDY with a bowl of blood in her hand. Tr. Till now you have but sitten to behold The fatal entrance to our bloody scene; And by gradations seen how we have grown Into the main stream of our tragedy. 4 All we have done hath only been in words: But now we come unto the dismal act, And in these sable curtains shut we up The comic entrance to our direful play. 8 This deadly banquet is prepar'd at hand, Where Ebon tapers are brought up from hell To lead black Murther to this damned deed. The ugly Screech-owl, and the night-Raven, 12 With flaggy wings, and hideous croaking noise, D0 beat the easements of this fatal house, Whilst I do bring my dreadful furies forth To spread the table to this bloody feast. They come to cover. The while they cover Come forth and cover, for the time draws on. Dispatch, I say, for now I must employ ye To be the ushers to this damned train. Bring forth the banquet, and that lustful wine 20 Which in pale mazors, made of dead mens skulls, They shall carouse to their destruction. By this they 're entered to this fatal door. Hark! how the ghastly fearful chimes of night 24 Do ring them in: and with a doleful peal Here some strange Do fill the roof with sounds of tragedy: solemn music, like Dispatch, I say, and be their ushers in. bells, is heard within. The furies go the door and meet them. First the Furies enter before leading them, dancing a soft...show more

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  • Paperback | 140 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 8mm | 263g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236852044
  • 9781236852045