The Works of Thomas Nashe (Volume 2); Christs Tears Over Iervsalem.the Vnfortvnate Traveller. the Tragedie of Dido (Paperback)

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. 1904. Excerpt: ... Ar London, Piintccljby the Wtddowe Crtn'it, for "Thomas Wccdcocke, and we to be folde at his (hop, in Paules Church-ycard.a: thcligaeofthcblackcBeare. The Tragedie of Dido Queene of Carthage. Actus i. Scena i. Here the Cnrtaines draw; there is discouered lupiter dandling Ganimed vpon his knee, and Mercury lying asleepe. lup. f Ome, gentle Ganimed, and play with me; I.I loue thee well, say Juno what she will. Can. I am much better for your worthies loue, That will not shield me from her shrewish blowes: 5 To day, when as I fild into your cups, 10 And held the cloath of pleasance whiles you dranke, She reacht me such a rap for that I spilde, As made the bloud run downe about mine eares. lup. What? dares she strike the darling of my thoughts? o By Saturnes soule, and this earth threatning haire, That, shaken thrise, makes Natures buildings quake, I vow, if she but once frowne on thee more, To hang her, meteor like, twixt heauen and earth, And bind her, hand and foote, with golden cordes, 15 As once I did for harming Hercules. 20 Can. Might I but see that pretie sport a-foote, O, how would I with Helens brother laugh, And bring the Gods to wonder at the game: Sweet lupiter, if ere I pleasde thine eye, -o Or seemed faire, walde in with Egles wings, Actus I. Scena I. om. Q: ln Q and Dyce the play is divided into acts, but not into scenes. All other eds. divide into both. (See Introductory Note.) s.D. Mercury Hermes Dyce, Cun., Bul. I Line 4 Gro. 10 haire Dyce etc.: aire Q, Hurst, Rob. 16 a foote Q. Grace my immortall beautie with this boone, And I will spend my time in thy bright armes. lup. What ist, sweet wagge, I should deny thy youth? A a Whose face reflects such pleasure to mine eyes, As I, exhal'd with thy fire darting beames, 30 25 Haue oft driuen ...