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The Revenger's Tragedy
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“When the bad bleeds, then is the tragedy good.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Has not heaven an ear? Is all the lightning wasted?”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“I much applaud thy judgement; thou art well-read in a fellow.
And 'tis the deepest art to study man.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
And 'tis the deepest art to study man.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Lussurioso: "Welcome, be not far off, we must be better acquainted. Push, be bold with us, thy hand!"
Vindice: "With all my heart, i'faith. How dost, sweet musk-cat?
When shall we lie together?"
Lussurioso: (aside) "Wondrous knave!
Gather him into boldness? 'Sfoot, the slave's
Already as familiar as an ague,
And shakes me at his pleasure! -- Friend, I can
Forget myself in private, but elsewhere,
I pray do you remember be."
Vindice: "Oh, very well, sir.
I conster myself saucy."
Lussurioso: "What hast been? What profession?"
Vindice: "A bone-setter."
Lussurioso: "A bone-setter!"
Vindice: "A bawd, my lord, one that sets bones together."
Lussurioso: (aside) "Notable bluntness!”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
Vindice: "With all my heart, i'faith. How dost, sweet musk-cat?
When shall we lie together?"
Lussurioso: (aside) "Wondrous knave!
Gather him into boldness? 'Sfoot, the slave's
Already as familiar as an ague,
And shakes me at his pleasure! -- Friend, I can
Forget myself in private, but elsewhere,
I pray do you remember be."
Vindice: "Oh, very well, sir.
I conster myself saucy."
Lussurioso: "What hast been? What profession?"
Vindice: "A bone-setter."
Lussurioso: "A bone-setter!"
Vindice: "A bawd, my lord, one that sets bones together."
Lussurioso: (aside) "Notable bluntness!”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Castiza: "False! I defy you both!
I have endured you with an ear of fire;
Your tongues have struck hot irons on my face!
Mother, come from that poisonous woman there."
Gratiana: "Where?"
Castiza: "Do you not see her? She's too inward then.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
I have endured you with an ear of fire;
Your tongues have struck hot irons on my face!
Mother, come from that poisonous woman there."
Gratiana: "Where?"
Castiza: "Do you not see her? She's too inward then.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Tis time to die when we are ourselves our foes.”
― The Revenger’s Tragedy Thomas Middleton
― The Revenger’s Tragedy Thomas Middleton
“Oh,Wert not gold and women, there would be no damnation”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Good, happy, swift; there's gunpowder i'th' court,
Wildfire at midnight in this heedless fury.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
Wildfire at midnight in this heedless fury.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Money! Ho, ho!
'T'as been my want so long, 'tis now my scoff.
I've e'en forgot what colour silver's of.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
'T'as been my want so long, 'tis now my scoff.
I've e'en forgot what colour silver's of.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“As fast as they peep up let's cut 'em down.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“Ha! What news here? Is the day out a' th' socket
That it is noon at midnight? The court up?”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
That it is noon at midnight? The court up?”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
“He that climbs highest had the greatest fall.”
― The Revenger’s Tragedy Thomas Middleton
― The Revenger’s Tragedy Thomas Middleton
“Faith, if the truth were known, I was begot
After some gluttonous dinner; some stirring dish
Was my first father. When deep healths went round,
And ladies' cheeks were painted red with wine,
Their tongues as short and nimble as their heels,
Uttering words sweet and thick, and when they rose
Were marrily disposed to fall again:
Oh, damnation met
The sin of feasts, drunken adultery!
I feel it swell me; my revenge is just:
I was begot in impudent wine and lust
(...)
As for my brother, the duke's only son,
Whose birth is more beholding to report
Than mine, and yet perhaps as falsely sown,
I'll loose my days upon him, hate all I.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
After some gluttonous dinner; some stirring dish
Was my first father. When deep healths went round,
And ladies' cheeks were painted red with wine,
Their tongues as short and nimble as their heels,
Uttering words sweet and thick, and when they rose
Were marrily disposed to fall again:
Oh, damnation met
The sin of feasts, drunken adultery!
I feel it swell me; my revenge is just:
I was begot in impudent wine and lust
(...)
As for my brother, the duke's only son,
Whose birth is more beholding to report
Than mine, and yet perhaps as falsely sown,
I'll loose my days upon him, hate all I.”
― The Revenger's Tragedy
