ISBN: 9780217419550

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 illustra… Altro …

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. 1838 Excerpt: ...in value vanishing As fickle merchandise, which rates to-day Enormously--the next, may go a begging? And, worse than all, that its chief merit lies In wishing, not possessing?--coveted, Of purchase measureless--obtain''d, worth nothing? SIR VALENTINE. Thou mean'' st the beauty that but meets the eye? HERO. I mean the beauty thou alone dost see, And prov''st thou only see''st. Why, what pains Thou takest with a common piece of clay To set it off! a fine account to turn The bow of God to--meant for spiritual, And not corporeal use--with divers tints To clothe thy body! besides lading it With the mind''s produce--gems and metals--proof Far more without concerns thee than within! Oh! that a nature of immortal reach Should house its aspirations in a crib Like this poor tiny world! and, taught to look Above the coronets of the fair stars, Go proud with grains of dust and gossamer, The property of things inferior to him, As motes unto the sun! But I forget--thy errand? SIR VALENTINE. Love! HERO. ''Tis clear, thou''rt mad! What! love Whom thou dicTst never see? SIR VALENTINE. Nay, pardon me And let thy patience lend me audience, while I show thee my credentials, on the faith Of which I come. I have seen thee very oft--HERO. Stark mad! SIR VALENTINE., Nay, rational--as rational As reason in its sober''st, perfect mood--Held converse with thee, countless times. HERO. Broke loose From Bedlam! SIR VALENTINE. Walk''d and sat with thee--HERO. I trust Thy keeper is at hand! SIR VALENTINE. He came with me. HERO. Where is he? ( SIR VALENTINE. Here, altho'' thou see''st him not. My keeper''s Love. I have woo''d thee for a month! V HERO. Hoa! help! SIR VALENTINE. Be not alarm''d. HERO. Nay, touch me not! When did''st thou break thy chains? SIR VALENTINE. I wear them yet; The subtle ones tha... James Sheridan Knowles, Books, Fiction and Literature, Fiction, Woman's Wit, Or, Love's Disguises; A Play In Five Acts Books>Fiction and Literature>Fiction This is an OCR edition without illustrations or index. It may have numerous typos or missing text. However, purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original rare book from GeneralBooksClub.com. You can also preview excerpts from the book there. Purchasers are also entitled to a free trial membership in the General Books Club where they can select from more than a million books without charge. Original Published by: Edward Moxon in 1838 in 143 pages; Subjects: Drama / General; Drama / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh; Fiction / Classics; Fiction / Literary; Literary Collections / General; Literary Criticism / General; Literary Criticism / European / English, Irish, Scottish, Welsh;<

ISBN: 9780217419550

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 illustra… Altro …

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. 1838 Excerpt: ...in value vanishing As fickle merchandise, which rates to-day Enormously--the next, may go a begging? And, worse than all, that its chief merit lies In wishing, not possessing?--coveted, Of purchase measureless--obtain''d, worth nothing? SIR VALENTINE. Thou mean'' st the beauty that but meets the eye? HERO. I mean the beauty thou alone dost see, And prov''st thou only see''st. Why, what pains Thou takest with a common piece of clay To set it off! a fine account to turn The bow of God to--meant for spiritual, And not corporeal use--with divers tints To clothe thy body! besides lading it With the mind''s produce--gems and metals--proof Far more without concerns thee than within! Oh! that a nature of immortal reach Should house its aspirations in a crib Like this poor tiny world! and, taught to look Above the coronets of the fair stars, Go proud with grains of dust and gossamer, The property of things inferior to him, As motes unto the sun! But I forget--thy errand? SIR VALENTINE. Love! HERO. ''Tis clear, thou''rt mad! What! love Whom thou dicTst never see? SIR VALENTINE. Nay, pardon me And let thy patience lend me audience, while I show thee my credentials, on the faith Of which I come. I have seen thee very oft--HERO. Stark mad! SIR VALENTINE., Nay, rational--as rational As reason in its sober''st, perfect mood--Held converse with thee, countless times. HERO. Broke loose From Bedlam! SIR VALENTINE. Walk''d and sat with thee--HERO. I trust Thy keeper is at hand! SIR VALENTINE. He came with me. HERO. Where is he? ( SIR VALENTINE. Here, altho'' thou see''st him not. My keeper''s Love. I have woo''d thee for a month! V HERO. Hoa! help! SIR VALENTINE. Be not alarm''d. HERO. Nay, touch me not! When did''st thou break thy chains? SIR VALENTINE. I wear them yet; The subtle ones tha... James Sheridan Knowles, Books, Fiction and Literature, Fiction, Woman's Wit, Or, Love's Disguises; A Play In Five Acts Books>Fiction and Literature>Fiction, General Books LLC<

ISBN: 0217419550