The dramatic works of John Webster, ed. by W. Hazlitt, Volume 1

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Page xvi - To move a horror skilfully, to touch a soul to the quick, to lay upon fear as much as it can bear, to wean and weary a life till it is ready to drop, and then step in with mortal instruments to take its last forfeit: this only a Webster can do. Inferior geniuses may "upon horror's head horrors accumulate
Page 24 - North. Boy, thou say'st well : And since the lords have all revolted from me, Myself will now revolt against myself. Call me a herald to fill their empty ears ; Assist me, son ; my good lord Huntingdon, Even in this market-town proclaim queen Mary. A trumpet sounds a parley, the HEBALD proclaims. Her. Mary, by the grace of God, Queen of England, France, and Ireland, defendress of the faith, amen.
Page 107 - A log of wood is brought into the midst of the room : this is dun (the cart-horse), and a cry is raised, that he is stuck in the mire. Two of the company advance, either with or without ropes, to draw him out. After repeated attempts, they find themselves unable to do it, and call for more assistance. — The game continues till all the company take part in it, when dun is extricated of course ; and the merriment arises from (he awkward and affected efforts of the rustics to lift the log, and from...
Page xiii - I affect praise by it, for nos hac novimus esse nihil ; only since it was acted in [so dull a time of winter, presented in] so open and black a theatre, that it wanted (that which is the only grace and setting-out of a tragedy) a full and understanding auditory ; and that, since that time, I have noted, most of the people that come to that play-house resemble those ignorant asses (who, visiting stationers...
Page 107 - Dun is in the mire is a Christmas gambol, at which I have often played. A log of wood is brought into the midst of the room : this is Dun (the cart-horse), and a cry is raised, that he is stuck in the mire. Two of the company advance, either with or without ropes, to draw him out. After repeated attempts, they find themselves unable to do it, and call for more assistance. The game continues till all the company take part in it, when Dun is extricated of course; and the merriment arises...
Page 99 - This old man, um! this old man! do his hoary hairs stick in your stomach? yet, methinks, his silver hairs should move you: they may serve to make you bodkins. Does his age grieve you ? Fool! is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burn brightest, old linen wash whitest ? Old soldiers, sweetheart, are surest, and old lovers are soundest: I ha

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