The Actor's Budget: Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and Tales, Serious and Comic : Together with a Rare and Genuine Collection of Theatrical Anecdotes and Comic Songsprinted at the Columbian Press, 1824 - 379 oldal |
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... night may heal the wounds . Now she'll snatch half a glance at opera , ball , A meteor trac'd by none , though seen by all ; " Till spousy finds , while anxious to immure her , A patent coffin only can secure her ! At last the Dowager ...
... night may heal the wounds . Now she'll snatch half a glance at opera , ball , A meteor trac'd by none , though seen by all ; " Till spousy finds , while anxious to immure her , A patent coffin only can secure her ! At last the Dowager ...
14. oldal
... night - cap , -how - who's there , hey ? " Only the newsman , sir . " — " What's that you say ? " The King of Prussia , sir , has got the day . " " How got to pay ? let him come in , - ' tis true , " I thought to day I had some interest ...
... night - cap , -how - who's there , hey ? " Only the newsman , sir . " — " What's that you say ? " The King of Prussia , sir , has got the day . " " How got to pay ? let him come in , - ' tis true , " I thought to day I had some interest ...
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... night be care and melancholy ; To entertain you , lo ! a son of Folly : A hearty welcome sure I need not fear , Folly to Folly's vot'ries must be dear , And those I'm sure to find among the spouters here . Not here alone ; for , search ...
... night be care and melancholy ; To entertain you , lo ! a son of Folly : A hearty welcome sure I need not fear , Folly to Folly's vot'ries must be dear , And those I'm sure to find among the spouters here . Not here alone ; for , search ...
17. oldal
... night of Folly talk ; But then , they talk with such sweet winning ways , That Wisdom's self their follies well may praise . Prologue in Vindication of the Stage . That all men B 3 ADDRESSES , ETC. 17 Prologue on Folly. ...
... night of Folly talk ; But then , they talk with such sweet winning ways , That Wisdom's self their follies well may praise . Prologue in Vindication of the Stage . That all men B 3 ADDRESSES , ETC. 17 Prologue on Folly. ...
18. oldal
... night . PROLOGUE , IN VINDICATION OF THE STAGE . Spoken by Lord Palmerston . Should some harsh censor blame theatric joys , And cry , " This acting spoils our forward boys " Should prudes exclaim , Shame on our modern ways , 66 No girls ...
... night . PROLOGUE , IN VINDICATION OF THE STAGE . Spoken by Lord Palmerston . Should some harsh censor blame theatric joys , And cry , " This acting spoils our forward boys " Should prudes exclaim , Shame on our modern ways , 66 No girls ...
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136. oldal - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft Have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
136. oldal - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
139. oldal - Scotland's shore. So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day, At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand, So dark it is they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
134. oldal - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
136. oldal - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their...
136. oldal - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
14. oldal - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
135. oldal - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, Hands that the rod of empire might have...
138. oldal - Rover walked his deck, And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring ; It made him whistle, it made him sing : His heart was mirthful to excess, But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape...
135. oldal - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death...