The dramatic works of John Ford, with an intr. and notes [by W. Harness?]. by William HarnessThe dramatic works of John Ford, with an intr. and notes [by W. Harness?]. by William Harness

The dramatic works of John Ford, with an intr. and notes [by W. Harness?].

byWilliam Harness

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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. 1831. Excerpt: ... Which blots all following glories with a vengeance, For forfeiting the last will of the dead, From whom you had your being. Ith. Sad Penthea, Thou canst not be too cruel; my rash spleen Hath with a violent hand pluck'd from thy bosom A love-blest heart, to grind it into dust; For which mine's now a-breaking. Pen. Not yet, heaven, I do beseech thee! first, let some wild fires Scorch, not consume it! may the heat be cherish'd With desires infinite, but hopes impossible! Ith. Wrong'd soul, thy prayers are heard. Pen. Here, lo, I breathe, A miserable creature, led to ruin By an unnatural brother! Ith. I consume In languishing affections for that trespass; Yet cannot die. Pen. The handmaid to the wages Of country toil, drinks the untroubled streams With leaping kids, and with the bleating lambs, And so allays her thirst secure; whilst I Quench my hot sighs with fleetings of my tears. Ith. The labourer doth eat his coarsest bread, Earn'd with his sweat, and lays him down to sleep; While every bit I touch turns in digestion To gall, as bitter as Penthea's curse. Put me to any penance for my tyranny; And I will call thee merciful. Pen. Pray kill me, Rid me from living with a jealous husband; Then we will join in friendship, be again Brother and sister.--Kill me, pray; nay, will you 1 Ith. How does thy lord esteem thee 1 Pen. Such an one As only you have made me: a faith-breaker, A spotted harlot;--nay, nay, I am one--In act, not in desires, the gods must witness. Ith. Thou dost bely thy friend. Pen. I do not, Ithocles; For she that's wife to Orgilus, and lives In known adultery with Bassanes, Is, at the best, a whore. Wilt kill me now! The ashes of our parents will assume Some dreadful figure, and appear to charge Thy bloody guilt, that hast betray'd their name T...
Title:The dramatic works of John Ford, with an intr. and notes [by W. Harness?].Format:PaperbackDimensions:92 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.19 inPublished:February 1, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217383440

ISBN - 13:9780217383448

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