Volpone
| dc.contributor | Craig, Hugh Department of English University of Newcastle 2308 Newcastle, N.S.W. |
| dc.contributor.author | Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2019-07-04T09:54:30Z |
| dc.date.available | 2019-07-04T09:54:30Z |
| dc.date.created | 1607 |
| dc.date.issued | 1991-04-12 |
| dc.identifier | ota:1442 |
| dc.identifier.citation | http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/1442 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/1442 |
| dc.description.abstract | Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637. -- Volpone [1612], or, The foxe. -- s.l. : s.n., s.d. -- Short Title Catalogue 14783 |
| dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 217 KB) |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Oxford Text Archive |
| dc.rights.uri | https://ota.bodleian.ox.ac.uk/repository/xmlui/page/licence-ota |
| dc.rights.label | ACA |
| dc.subject.lcsh | English drama -- 17th century |
| dc.subject.other | Plays |
| dc.title | Volpone |
| dc.title.alternative | The foxe |
| dc.type | Text |
| has.files | yes |
| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 226795 |
| files.count | 2 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1600-1699 |
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001:01,001[A ]| Good morning to$4$ the Day; and, next, my Gold:
001:01,002[A ]| Open the shrine, that$3$ I may see my Saint.
001:01,003[A ]| Hayle the worlds soule, and mine. More glad then is
001:01,004[A ]| The teeming earth, to$9$ see the longd-for$5$ Sunne
001:01,005[A ]| Peepe through the hornes of the Ca*elestiall Ram,
001:01,006[A ]| Am I, to$9$ view thy splendor, darkening his:
001:01,007[A ]| That$6@1$ lying here, amongst my other hoordes,
001:01,008[A ]| Shew'st like$4$ a flame, by$4$ night; or like$4$ the Day
001:01,009[A ]| Strooke out of Chaos, when all darkenes fled
001:01,010[A ]| Unto the center. O thou Son of Sol,
001:01,011[A ]| (But brighter then thy father) let me kisse,
001:01,012[A ]| With adoration, thee, and euery relique
001:01,013[A ]| Of sacred treasure, in$4$ this blessed roome.
001:01,014[A ]| Well did wise Poets, by$4$ thy glorious name,
001:01,015[A ]| Title that$6@2$ age, which$6@1$ they would have the best;
001:01,016[A . . .
