Francis Beaumont Quotes
1584–1616 England
Francis Beaumont (1584 – March 6 1616) was a dramatist in the English Renaissance theatre, best remembered for his collaborations with John Fletcher.
Also known as: Beaumont, Francis
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She's private to herself and best of knowledge
Whom she'll make so happy as to sigh for.
Nose, nose, jolly red nose,
And who gave thee that jolly red nose?
Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;
And they gave me this jolly red nose.
Here's an acre sown indeed,
With the richest royalest seed.
Then did she lift her hands unto his chin,
And praised the pretty dimpling of his skin.
Salmacis and Hermaphroditus (1602)
'Twas he
Gave heat unto the injury, which returned
Like a petard ill lighted, unto the bosom
Of him gave fire to it.
A lady's tears are silent orators.
As unthrifts groan in straw for their pawn’d beds,
As women weep for their lost maidenheads,
When both are without hope or remedy,
Such an untimely grief I have for thee.
Mortality, behold and fear!
What a change of flesh is here!
Think how many royal bones
Sleep within this heap of stones:
Here they lie, had realms and lands,
Who now want strength to stir their hands