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قراءة كتاب Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 9
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FRANCIS BEAUMONT
Born 1584
Died 1616
JOHN FLETCHER
Born 1579
Died 1625
BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER
THE SEA-VOYAGE
WIT AT SEVERAL WEAPONS
THE FAIR MAID OF THE INN
CUPID'S REVENGE
THE TWO NOBLE KINSMEN
THE TEXT EDITED BY
A. R. WALLER, M.A.
Cambridge:
at the University Press
1910
CAMBRIDGE UNIVERSITY PRESS
London: FETTER LANE, E.C.
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Edinburgh: 100, PRINCES STREET
Berlin: A. ASHER AND CO.
Leipzig: F.A. BROCKHAUS
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Bombay and Calcutta: MACMILLAN AND CO., Ltd.
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CONTENTS
PAGE | |
The Sea-Voyage | 1 |
Wit at Several Weapons | 66 |
The Fair Maid of the Inn | 143 |
Cupid's Revenge | 220 |
The Two Noble Kinsmen | 290 |
THE SEA-VOYAGE.
A Comedy.
The Persons represented in the Play.
- Albert, a French Pirat, in love with Aminta.
- Tibalt du Pont, a merry Gentleman, friend to Albert.
- Master of the Ship, an honest merry man.
- Lamure, an usuring Merchant.
- Franville, a vain-glorious gallant.
- Morillat, a shallow-brain'd Gentleman.
- Bo[a]tswain, an honest man.
- Sebastian, a noble Gentleman of Portugal, Husband to Rosellia.
- Nicusa, Nephew to Sebastian, both cast upon a desart Island.
- Raimond, brother to Aminta.
- Surgeon.
- Sailors.
WOMEN.
- Aminta, Mistriss to Albert, a noble French Virgin.
- Rosellia, Governess of the Amazonian Portugals.
- Clarinda, Daughter to Rosellia, in love with Albert.
- Hippolita, } three Ladies, Members
- Crocale, } of the Female
- Juletta. } Common-wealth.
The Scene, First at Sea, then in the desart Islands.
The Principal Actors were
- Joseph Taylor,
- William Eglestone,
- Nich. Toolie,
- Joh Lowin,
- John Underwood.
Actus Primus. Scæna Prima.
A Tempest, Thunder and Lightning.
Enter Master and two Sailors.
Lay her aloof, the Sea grows dangerous,
How it spits against the clouds, how it capers,
And how the fiery Element frights it back
There be Devils dancing in the air I think
I saw a Dolphin hang i'th horns o'th' moon
Shot from a wave, hey day, hey day,
How she kicks and yerks!
Down with the Main Mast, lay her at hull,
Farle up all her Linnens, and let her ride it out.
She's so deep laden that she'll bulge.
Can she not buffet with a storm a little?
How it tosses her, she reels like a Drunkard.
Pray let's make in, she's so drunk else,
She may chance to cast up all her Lading.
See, what a clap of Thunder there is,
What a face of heaven, how dreadfully it looks!
I see't in thy face, thou hast been mumbling,
When we are split you slave; is this a time,
To discourage our friends with your cold orizons?
Call up the Boatswain; how it storms; holla.
Cast over all her lading? she will not swim
An hour else;
Enter Albert, Franvile, Lamure, Tibalt de pont. Morillat.