This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ... TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE EARL OF SOMERSET, &c. My Lord, --You read this Tragedie, and smil'd upon't, that it might live: and therein, your Mercy was divine, for it exceeded Justice. My Numbers I do not shew unto the public Eye, with an ambition to be quickly known (for so I covet noise, not fame), ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1872 edition. Excerpt: ... TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE EARL OF SOMERSET, &c. My Lord, --You read this Tragedie, and smil'd upon't, that it might live: and therein, your Mercy was divine, for it exceeded Justice. My Numbers I do not shew unto the public Eye, with an ambition to be quickly known (for so I covet noise, not fame), but that the world may learn, with what an early haste, I strive to manifest my service to your Lordship. I have imaginations of a greater height than these, which I do also dedicate to your Lordship. And I shall live in vain, unless you still continue to acknowledge Your humblest Creature, Wavenant. THE ACTORS IN THIS TRAGEDY. Albovine, King of the Lombards. Paradine, A captive Soldier, his favourite. Hermegild, A captive Statesman, the Queen's favourite.-grimold, A rough old Captain. Gondibert, A Captain, his friend. Vollterri, A Soldier, friend to both. Cunymond, A Courtier. CONRADE, I rr. /, Frollo, ') His Companions. The Governor of Verona. Rhodolinda, Captive, and Queen to Albovine. Valdaura, Wife to Paradine. Thesina, A Court Lady. A Page to Paradine. A Gentleman, A Messenger. The Guard, Servants, Attendants, &c. The Scene: VERONA. THE TRAGEDY OF ALBOVINE. Act The First.--Scene First. Enter Paradine, Grimold, Gondibert: the drums ceasing. Parad. Give the word aloud? Grim. Stand. Within. 1. Stand! 2. Stand! 3. Stand! Parad. Our motion has been swift: we outmarch time. Verona (which with the morning's dim eye We seem'd to view like landscape afar off) Is our full object now. She must repent; Our king is steward unto fate; the world Receive from him their destinies. Grim. Sure, the governor sleeps. My lord, is't fit We wait upon such silkworms, crepp'd in wool 1 Parad. Since we attain'd the town not by assault, But composition free; he...
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