From 10e5cd615bf1eb444bae87513fc1c09e8c740945 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Sean Stewart Date: Wed, 25 Aug 2021 21:05:16 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] Clean up formatting --- .../plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/11-player.md | 11 ++++++----- bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/uncut.md | 14 ++++++-------- 2 files changed, 12 insertions(+), 13 deletions(-) diff --git a/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/11-player.md b/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/11-player.md index 40530aa..bc09129 100644 --- a/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/11-player.md +++ b/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/11-player.md @@ -468,7 +468,7 @@ The becking of our chance. *Enter Pirithous, Hippolyta, Emilia.* -**PIRITHOUS** +**PIRITHOUS** No further. / **HIPPOLYTA** @@ -1030,10 +1030,10 @@ Let me deal coldly with you: am not I Part of your blood, part of your soul? You have told me That I was Palamon, and you were Arcite. -**PALAMON** +**PALAMON** / Yes. -**ARCITE** +**ARCITE** / Why then would you deal so cunningly, So strangely, so unlike a noble kinsman, To love alone? Speak truly: do you think me @@ -1318,7 +1318,7 @@ Where I may ever dwell in sight of her? *Exit Arcite.* -### SCENE IV: Athens. A Room in the Prison. +### SCENE IV. Athens. A room in the prison. *Enter Jailer's Daughter alone.* @@ -1361,7 +1361,8 @@ And this night, or tomorrow, he shall love me. ### SCENE V: Athens. An Open Place. -*This short flourish of cornets, and shouts within. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, Emilia, Arcite disguised, with a garland.* +*This short flourish of cornets, and shouts within. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, +Emilia, Arcite disguised, with a garland.* **THESEUS** You have done worthily. I have not seen, diff --git a/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/uncut.md b/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/uncut.md index f049738..6d94a6e 100644 --- a/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/uncut.md +++ b/bardly/plays/romances/two-noble-kinsmen/uncut.md @@ -122,7 +122,7 @@ We are three queens, whose sovereigns fell before The wrath of cruel Creon; who endured The beaks of ravens, talents of the kites, And pecks of crows in the foul fields of Thebes. -He will not suffer us to bum their bones, +He will not suffer us to burn their bones, To urn their ashes, nor to take th' offense Of mortal loathsomeness from the blest eye Of holy Phoebus, but infects the winds @@ -393,9 +393,10 @@ More bigger-look'd. / / Since that our theme is haste, I stamp this kiss upon thy currant lip. Sweet, keep it as my token. Set you forward, -For I will see you gone. / +For I will see you gone. + +*Exeunt slowly towards the temple.* -*\[Exeunt slowly towards the temple.]* Farewell, my beauteous sister. Pirithous, Keep the feast full, bate not an hour on't. / @@ -430,9 +431,7 @@ Thus should we do, being sensually subdu'd We lose our human title. Good cheer, ladies. Now turn we towards your comforts. -*Flourish.* - -*Exeunt.* +*Flourish. Exeunt.* ### SCENE II. Thebes. The palace. @@ -1784,7 +1783,6 @@ And this night, or tomorrow, he shall love me. *Exit.* - ### SCENE V. Athens. An open place. *This short flourish of cornets, and shouts within. Enter Theseus, Hippolyta, Pirithous, @@ -2918,7 +2916,7 @@ But I shall make it serve. / / I'll buckle't close. **Palamon** -By any means. +By any means. / **Arcite** / You care not for a grand-guard?