Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Ben Jonson, Esq; Poet Laureat to King James the First, and King Charles the First

Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Ben Jonson, Esq; Poet Laureat to King James the First, and King Charles the First

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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. 1756 edition. Excerpt: ...not hear thee. Ric. This is unkindly done, sir. Muck. 'Tis wisely done, sir. Grip. Well shot, foul malice. Muck Flattery stinks worse, sir. Ric. You'll never leave till I make you stink as bad, sir, Fra. Oh Martini, have I this for my late kindness? Mar. Alas poor gentleman, dost complain to me? Thou shalt not fare the worse for't: hark you, master, Your sister's suit said you? Bran. Ay, sir, my wife's sister. Mar. And shall that daunt you, master? think again. Why were't your mother's suit, your morher's luit, Mark what I fay, the dearest suit of all sui's, You're bound in conscience, sir, to bailthis gentleman. Bran. Yea, am I so, how prove'st thou that, Martina? Mar. Have you forgot so soon what he did lately? Has he not try'd your wife to your hand, master? And can you do too much for such a man? i Shall it be faid I serve an ungratesul master? Bran. Never, Martin), I will bail him now, An' 'twere at my wife's suit. Fra. 'Tis like to be so. Mar. And I his friend, to follow your example, master. Fra. Precious Martina. Muck. You've clone wondrous well, sir. TToar sister shall give you thanks. We. This makes him mad, sir. Grip. We'll follow'! now to the proof. Muck. Follow your humour out, The widow shall sind friends. - Grip. And so shall he, sir, Money and means. Ric. Hear you me that, old huddle. Grip. Mind him not, follow me, and I'll supply thee Thou shalt give all thy lawyers double fees, I've bury'd mo;iey enough to bury me, And I will hive my humour. Exit. Bran. Fare thee well once again, my dear Francijco, I prithee use my house. Fran. It is my purpose, sir. Bran. Nay, you must do't thenj though I'm old, I'm' free. Exit. Mar. And when you want a warrant come to me. Exit. Fra. That will be shortly now, within these few hours. This...show more

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  • Paperback | 62 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 127g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236619102
  • 9781236619105