Эротические рассказы

William Shakespeare - Ultimate Collection: Complete Plays & Poetry in One Volume. William ShakespeareЧитать онлайн книгу.

William Shakespeare - Ultimate Collection: Complete Plays & Poetry in One Volume - William Shakespeare


Скачать книгу
bring her fruite

       Fit for the Gods to feed on: youth and pleasure

       Still as she tasted should be doubled on her,

       And if she be not heavenly, I would make her

       So neere the Gods in nature, they should feare her,

       [Enter Keeper.]

       And then I am sure she would love me. How now, keeper.

       Wher’s Arcite?

       KEEPER.

       Banishd: Prince Pirithous

       Obtained his liberty; but never more

       Vpon his oth and life must he set foote

       Vpon this Kingdome.

       PALAMON.

       Hees a blessed man!

       He shall see Thebs againe, and call to Armes

       The bold yong men, that, when he bids ‘em charge,

       Fall on like fire: Arcite shall have a Fortune,

       If he dare make himselfe a worthy Lover,

       Yet in the Feild to strike a battle for her;

       And if he lose her then, he’s a cold Coward;

       How bravely may he beare himselfe to win her

       If he be noble Arcite—thousand waies.

       Were I at liberty, I would doe things

       Of such a vertuous greatnes, that this Lady,

       This blushing virgine, should take manhood to her

       And seeke to ravish me.

       KEEPER.

       My Lord for you

       I have this charge too—

       PALAMON.

       To discharge my life?

       KEEPER.

       No, but from this place to remoove your Lordship:

       The windowes are too open.

       PALAMON.

       Devils take ‘em,

       That are so envious to me! pre’thee kill me.

       KEEPER.

       And hang for’t afterward.

       PALAMON.

       By this good light,

       Had I a sword I would kill thee.

       KEEPER.

       Why, my Lord?

       PALAMON.

       Thou bringst such pelting scuruy news continually

       Thou art not worthy life. I will not goe.

       KEEPER.

       Indeede, you must, my Lord.

       PALAMON.

       May I see the garden?

       KEEPER.

       Noe.

       PALAMON.

       Then I am resolud, I will not goe.

       KEEPER.

       I must constraine you then: and for you are dangerous,

       Ile clap more yrons on you.

       PALAMON.

       Doe, good keeper.

       Ile shake ‘em so, ye shall not sleepe;

       Ile make ye a new Morrisse: must I goe?

       KEEPER.

       There is no remedy.

       PALAMON.

       Farewell, kinde window.

       May rude winde never hurt thee. O, my Lady,

       If ever thou hast felt what sorrow was,

       Dreame how I suffer. Come; now bury me. [Exeunt Palamon, and

       Keeper.]

      Scaena 3. (The country near Athens.)

       [Enter Arcite.]

       ARCITE.

       Banishd the kingdome? tis a benefit,

       A mercy I must thanke ‘em for, but banishd

       The free enjoying of that face I die for,

       Oh twas a studdied punishment, a death

       Beyond Imagination: Such a vengeance

       That, were I old and wicked, all my sins

       Could never plucke upon me. Palamon,

       Thou ha’st the Start now, thou shalt stay and see

       Her bright eyes breake each morning gainst thy window,

       And let in life into thee; thou shalt feede

       Vpon the sweetenes of a noble beauty,

       That nature nev’r exceeded, nor nev’r shall:

       Good gods! what happines has Palamon!

       Twenty to one, hee’le come to speake to her,

       And if she be as gentle as she’s faire,

       I know she’s his; he has a Tongue will tame

       Tempests, and make the wild Rockes wanton.

       Come what can come,

       The worst is death; I will not leave the Kingdome.

       I know mine owne is but a heape of ruins,

       And no redresse there; if I goe, he has her.

       I am resolu’d an other shape shall make me,

       Or end my fortunes. Either way, I am happy:

       Ile see her, and be neere her, or no more.

       [Enter 4. Country people, & one with a garlond before them.]

       1. COUNTREYMAN

       My Masters, ile be there, that’s certaine

       2. COUNTREYMAN

       And Ile be there.

       3. COUNTREYMAN

       And I.

       4. COUNTREYMAN

       Why, then, have with ye, Boyes; Tis but a chiding.

       Let the plough play to day, ile tick’lt out

       Of the Iades tailes to morrow.

       1. COUNTREYMAN

       I am sure

       To have my wife as jealous as a Turkey:

       But that’s all one; ile goe through, let her mumble.

       2. COUNTREYMAN

       Clap her aboard to morrow night, and stoa her,

       And all’s made up againe.

       3. COUNTREYMAN

       I, doe but put a feskue in her fist, and you shall see her

       Take a new lesson out, and be a good wench.

       Doe we all hold against the Maying?

       4. COUNTREYMAN

       Hold? what should aile us?

       3. COUNTREYMAN

       Arcas will be there.

       2. COUNTREYMAN

       And Sennois.

       And Rycas, and 3. better lads nev’r dancd

       Under green Tree. And yee know what wenches: ha?

       But will the dainty Domine, the Schoolemaster,

       Keep touch, doe you thinke? for he do’s all, ye know.

       3. COUNTREYMAN

       Hee’l eate


Скачать книгу
Яндекс.Метрика