200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,001[A ]| Ah love, a cursed boy! 200:42,002[A ]| Where art thou that torments me thus unseen 200:42,003[A ]| And ragest with thy fires within my breast 200:42,004[A ]| With idle purpose to inflame her heart 200:42,005[A ]| Which is as unaccessible and cold 200:42,006[A ]| As the proud tops of those aspiring hills 200:42,007[A ]| Whose heads are wrapped in everlasting snow 200:42,008[A ]| Though the hot sun roll over 'em every day 200:42,009[A ]| And as his beams which only shine above 200:42,010[A ]| Scorch and consume in regions round below 200:42,011[A ]| Soft love which throws such brightness through her eyes 200:42,012[A ]| Leaves her heart cold and burns me at her feet; 200:42,013[A ]| My tyrant but her flattering slave thou art, 200:42,014[A ]| A glory round her lovely face, a fire within my heart. 200:42,015[A ]| Who waits without Lycinius? 200:42,016[F ]| My lord 200:42,017[A ]| Where are the masquers that should dance tonight? 200:42,018[F ]| In the old hall sir going now to practise. 200:42,019[A ]| About it straight, 'twill serve to draw away 200:42,020[A ]| Those listening fools who trace it in the gallery 200:42,021[A ]| And if by chance odd noise should be heard, 200:42,022[A ]| As women's shrieks or so, say 'tis a play 200:42,023[A ]| Is practising within. 200:42,024[F ]| The Rape*of*Lucrece 200:42,025[F ]| Or some such merry prank ~~ it shall be done sir. 200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,026[A ]| 'Tis nobler like a lion to invade 200:42,027[A ]| Where appetite directs, and seize my prey 200:42,028[A ]| Than to wait tamely like a begging dog 200:42,029[A ]| Till dull consent throws out the scraps of love. 200:42,030[A ]| I scorn those gods who seek to cross my wishes 200:42,031[A ]| And will in spite of them be happy; force 200:42,032[A ]| Of all the powers is the most generous 200:42,033[A ]| For what that gives it freely does bestow 200:42,034[A ]| Without the after bribe of gratitude. 200:42,035[A ]| I'll plunge into a sea of my desires 200:42,036[A ]| And quench my favour though I drown my fame 200:42,037[A ]| And tear up pleasure by the roots, no matter 200:42,038[A ]| Though it never grow again. What shall ensue 200:42,039[A ]| Let gods and fates look to it, 'tis their business. 200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,001[W ]| <1 Dancer.> That is the damnedest shuffling step, pox on it. 200:42,002[W ]| <2 Dancer.> I shall never hit it. 200:42,003[W ]| Thou hast naturally 200:42,004[W ]| All the neat motions of a merry tailor; 200:42,005[W ]| Ten thousand wriggles with thy toes inward 200:42,006[W ]| Cut clear and strong, let thy limbs play about thee 200:42,007[W ]| Keep time and hold thy back upright and firm, 200:42,008[W ]| It may prefer to a waiting woman. 200:42,009[W ]| <1 Dancer.> Or to her lady which is worse. 200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,010[F ]| Bless me! the loud shrieks and horrid outcries 200:42,011[F ]| Of the poor lady. Ravishing do ye call it? 200:42,012[F ]| She roars as if she were upon the rack. 200:42,013[F ]| 'Tis strange there should be such a difference 200:42,014[F ]| Betwixt half-ravishing which most women love 200:42,015[F ]| And force which takes away all blame 200:42,016[F ]| And should be therefore welcome to the virtuous. 200:42,017[F ]| These tumbling rogues I fear have overheard 'em 200:42,018[F ]| But their ears with brains are in their heels. 200:42,019[F ]| Good morrow gentlemen, 200:42,020[F ]| What, is all perfect? I have taken care 200:42,021[F ]| Your habits shall be rich and glorious. 200:42,022[W ]| <3 Dancer.> That will set off, pray sit down and see 200:42,023[W ]| How the last entry I have made will please ye. 200:42,000[' ]| <2 Dance.> 200:42,024[F ]| 'Tis very fine indeed. 200:42,000[' ]| 200:42,025[W ]| <2 Dancer.> I hope so sir. 200:42,000[' ]|