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Plays

⊕	A Christian turned Turk
⊕	A Game at Chess: A Later Form
⊕	A Mad World, My Masters
⊕	A Maidenhead Well Lost
⊕	A Midsummer Night's Dream
⊕	A Yorkshire Tragedy
⊕	Aglaura
⊕	Albumazar: A Comedy
⊕	All Fools
⊕	All's Well that Ends Well
⊕	Antonio and Mellida
⊕	Antonio's Revenge
⊕	Antony and Cleopatra
⊕	As You Like It
⊕	Bartholomew Fair
⊕	Bird in a Cage
⊕	Brennoralt
⊕	Bussy d'Ambois
⊕	Caesar and Pompey
⊕	Campaspe
⊕	Catiline
⊕	Cleopatra
⊕	Comus
⊕	Contention for Honour and Riches
⊕	Coriolanus
⊕	Cymbeline
⊕	Cynthia's Revels
⊕	Dutch Courtesan
⊕	Epicoene
⊕	Every Man in his Humour
⊕	Every Man out of his Humour
⊕	Hamlet
⊕	Henry IV, part 1
⊕	Henry IV, part 2
⊕	Henry V (Q1)
⊕	Henry VI, part 1
⊕	Henry VI, part 2
⊕	Henry VI, part 3
⊕	Henry VIII
⊕	Hyde Park
⊕	Hymen's Triumph
⊕	Jack Drum's Entertainment
⊕	Julius Caesar
⊕	King John
⊕	King Lear
⊕	Locrine
⊕	Love In its Ecstasy: Or, the large Prerogative
⊕	Love Tricks, or The School of Compliments
⊕	Love's Labour's Lost
⊕	Loves Metamorphosis
⊕	Macbeth
⊕	Measure for Measure
⊕	Merry Wives of Windsor
⊕	Much Ado About Nothing
⊕	Mustapha
⊕	not in source
⊕	Othello
⊕	Pericles
⊕	Philaster
⊕	Philotas
⊕	Poetaster
⊕	Richard II
⊕	Richard III
⊕	Romeo and Juliet
⊕	Satiro-mastix: or, The Untrussing of the humorous poet
⊕	Sejanus His Fall
⊕	Sir Giles Goosecap
⊕	Sophonisba
⊕	Taming of the Shrew
⊕	The Atheist's Tragedy
⊕	The Blind Beggar of Alexandria
⊕	The Bondman
⊕	The Case is Altered
⊕	The Changes, or Love in a Maze
⊕	The Comedy of Errors
⊕	The Conspiracy and Tragedy of Byron
⊕	The Custom of the Country
⊕	The Devil's Law Case
⊕	The Elder Brother
⊕	The Fancies, Chaste and Noble
⊕	The Fawn
⊕	The Goblins
⊕	The Golden Age
⊕	The Grateful Servant
⊕	The Great Duke of Florence
⊕	The Gypsies Metamorphosed
⊕	The Honest Whore, Part I
⊕	The Insatiate Countess
⊕	The Lady of May
⊕	The Little French Lawyer
⊕	The Mad Lover
⊕	The Maid of Honour
⊕	The Malcontent
⊕	The Martyred Souldier
⊕	The Merchant of Venice
⊕	The Miseries of Inforc't Marriage
⊕	The Nice Valour
⊕	The Phoenix
⊕	The Puritan Widow
⊕	The Raging Turk
⊕	The Rival Friends
⊕	The Royal Master
⊕	The Royal Slave
⊕	The Sophy
⊕	The Spanish Curate
⊕	The Staple of News
⊕	The Tempest
⊕	The Tragedy of Nero
⊕	The Traitor
⊕	The Valiant Scot
⊕	The Virgin Widow
⊕	The Wedding
⊕	The White Devil
⊕	The Widow
⊕	The Wonder of a Kingdom
⊕	Timon of Athens
⊕	Titus Andronicus
⊕	Troilus and Cressida
⊕	Twelfth Night
⊕	Two Gentlemen of Verona
⊕	Volpone
⊕	What You Will
⊕	Winter's Tale

The Mad Lover - Results found: 39

___ we cut not out our clothes, sir, at half-sword, as your tailors do, and pink 'em with pikes, & partisans
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.1.256-258), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2

- How our St. Georges will betride the dragons, The red and ramping dragons!
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.1.271), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2

– But say, Sir Huon--
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.1.278), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2

If a man mean to live: not to fight & swagger, Beaten about the ears with bawling
sheepskins, cut to the soul for summer, here an arm lost &
there a leg, his honourable head seal’d up in salves, & cerecloths,
like a packet & so sent over to an hospital. & all this sport for
cheese, & chines of dogs flesh, & money when two wednesdays meet
together.
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.2.320-328), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2

-- when your surgeons paid, & all
your leaks stopt.
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.2.333-334), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 2

- I wonder, wenches, How he would speak to us.;
By Calis, in The Mad Lover (1.1.85-88), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3

Sure, his Lordship's viewing our fortifications,
By Calis, in The Mad Lover (1.1.95-96), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3

– He will run March-mad else; the fumes of battles ascend into his brains
By Lucippe, in The Mad Lover (1.1.146-148), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 3

1. kneald
\where’s the general?
By Syphax, in The Mad Lover (2.1.95-98), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 5

1.
These Court Camelions.
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (1.1.224), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 7

– For all men get by fooling, merely
fooling. Desert does nothing valiant, wise, virtuous are things
that walk by with out bread, or breeches.
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.2.301-03), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 7

1. – Peace plays with you, as the wind plays with feathers, dances
ye, you grind with all gusts, gallants. –
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (1.1.260-62), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 8

1
–the iron age return’d to Erebus.
By Fool, in The Mad Lover (1.1.282), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 9

-- hang your iron up,
By Picus, in The Mad Lover (1.2.337), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 9

We must now turn y our sternness into courtship
By King of Paphos, in The Mad Lover (None), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 9

1.
Tis but to die. dogs do it, ducks with dabbling. Birds sing away
their souls, & babies sleep th ’em
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (2.1.1-2), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 10

Undertake sir a voyage round about
the world?
By Syphax, in The Mad Lover (2.1.119-24), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 11

I would Stand a breach?
By Syphax, in The Mad Lover (2.1.127-130), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 11

1.
The loves we now know are but the heats of half and hour & heated desires stirred up by nature to increase her licking of one another to a lust
coarse & base appetites, earth's mere inheritors and the heirs of idleness & blood.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (2.1.132-44), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 12

things like ourselves as sensual, vain, unvented, bubbles and breaths of air
got with an itching, as blisters are and, bred, as much corruption flows from their lives; sorrow conceives & shapes
them. & oftentimes the death of those we love most the breeders bring them to
the world.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (2.1.159-64), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 12

&c. p. 7
They make time old to tend them & experience an ass they
alter so. They grow. & goodly ere we can turn our thoughts, like drops of
water, they fall into the main, & are know no more. This is the love
of this world.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (#2.1.167-71), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 12

+
That beauty smiles not on a cheek wash'd over
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (2.1.48), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 12

– Did thou ever see a dog run mad o’the toothache? such another
toy is he now. so he gloats, & a grin, & bites
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (2.2.36-8), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 13

Wild as Winter.
By Polydore, in The Mad Lover (4.5.36), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 13

He has a stirring soul whatever it attempts or labours at Would wear out twenty bodies in another
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (2.2.42-44), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 14

1
– Your mangy soul is not immortal here, sir; Ye must die, and we must meet; we must, maggot,
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (20-1), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 16

Surgeon, syringe, dog-leech.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (3.2.74-5), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 16

- Up, ye old gaping oyster
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (5.3.7), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 16

1
—A sweeter sorrow I never look'd upon, nor one that braver
became his grief.
By Calis, in The Mad Lover (3.4.21-3), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 19

– Embalm it in y our truest tears.
-- if women can weep in truth, or ever sorrow.
By Polydore, in The Mad Lover (3.4.39), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 19

more drops to the Ocean?
By King of Paphos, in The Mad Lover (5.4.251), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 19

1. Enter a mask of beasts.
This lion was a man of war that died As thou wouldst do,
to gild his lady's pride. This dog a fool that hung himself for
love. This ape with daily hugging of a glove forgot to eat
& died. This goodly tree An usher that still grew before his
Lady witherd at root. This, for he could not woo, a grumbling
Lawyer. This pied bird a page, that melted out because he
wanted age.
By Orpheus, in The Mad Lover (78-86), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 21

1
– Faire, or foul, or blind, or lame that can but lift her leg up comes not amiss to him.
By Polybius, in The Mad Lover (4.5.18-20), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22

he
rides like a night mare all ages, all religions.
By Polydore, in The Mad Lover (4.5.20-21), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22

– She has
smock'd away her blood.
By Polydore, in The Mad Lover (4.5.18), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22

– where did he get this vermin? &.
By Eumenes, in The Mad Lover (4.5.13), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 22

– stinks like a poison'd rat behind
a hanging, Woman, who art'a?-- like a rotten cabbage.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (4.5.44-5), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 23

– the good gentlewoman
is strucken dumb. & there her grace sits mumping like an
old ape eating of brawn.
By Chilax, in The Mad Lover (5.4.8-10), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 23

1
– smells like mornings breath, pure amber, beyond the courted
Indies in her spices.
By Memnon, in The Mad Lover (4.5.49-50), Francis Beaumont
in Bodleian Library MS Sancroft 29, p. 24