The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 - 390 oldal |
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13. oldal
... hope , will relieve you ; within this hut some accommodation may be found : lean on my arm . [ Leads her to the Door of the Cabin . Enter OLD GOODWIN . O. Good . Heaven defend me ! do my eyes deceive me ? ' tis wondrous like his shape ...
... hope , will relieve you ; within this hut some accommodation may be found : lean on my arm . [ Leads her to the Door of the Cabin . Enter OLD GOODWIN . O. Good . Heaven defend me ! do my eyes deceive me ? ' tis wondrous like his shape ...
20. oldal
... hope to make the scene of your guilty triumphs , will I ex- pose you to her ; set forth your inhuman conduct to your unhappy brother ; and detect the mean artifices you have been driven to , in order to displace him in her affections ...
... hope to make the scene of your guilty triumphs , will I ex- pose you to her ; set forth your inhuman conduct to your unhappy brother ; and detect the mean artifices you have been driven to , in order to displace him in her affections ...
26. oldal
... hope it will , in some measure , atone for the injuries I have done to you , and to that unhappy youth , who now O , Heavens ! I see him again ; he comes this way ; I cannot endure his sight ; alive or dead , I must avoid him . Enter ...
... hope it will , in some measure , atone for the injuries I have done to you , and to that unhappy youth , who now O , Heavens ! I see him again ; he comes this way ; I cannot endure his sight ; alive or dead , I must avoid him . Enter ...
29. oldal
... hope my young master is hap- py with your young mistress . [ Exit FRANCIS . Enter SIR BENJAMIN DOVE . Sir Benj . Why , Jonathan , I say . Oh , are you here ? Why couldn't you come , when I called you ? Jon . Lackaday , sir , you don't ...
... hope my young master is hap- py with your young mistress . [ Exit FRANCIS . Enter SIR BENJAMIN DOVE . Sir Benj . Why , Jonathan , I say . Oh , are you here ? Why couldn't you come , when I called you ? Jon . Lackaday , sir , you don't ...
31. oldal
... hope your honour's in good health ; I'm glad to see your honour come home again . Ironsides . Honest Jonathan , I came to visit your master , and not you ; if you'll go and hasten dinner , and bring Sir Benjamin his perriwig and clothes ...
... hope your honour's in good health ; I'm glad to see your honour come home again . Ironsides . Honest Jonathan , I came to visit your master , and not you ; if you'll go and hasten dinner , and bring Sir Benjamin his perriwig and clothes ...
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Belcour Belf Belfield believe better Billy brother Captain Dudley Char Charles daugh daughter dear Dennis O'Flaherty Dorcas Eliza Emily Enter Exeunt Exit Fanny father fellow fortune Fred Frederick Fulmer gentleman girl give goot hand happy hear heart Heaven Henry hold honour hope husband Hush Ironsides Jabal Jenkins Kate Lady D Lady Ruby Lady Rusport ladyship leave Lord Sensitive Louisa Lucy madam married master Miss Dove Miss Rusport Mowbray never O'Fla pardon passion Paterson Penrud Penruddock pity poor pray racter Ratcliffe RICHARD CUMBERLAND Rosny Sabina SCENE SERVANT Sheva Sir Benj Sir Benjamin Sir D. D. Sir Miles Sir Stephen sister Sophia soul speak Stock Stockwell Stuke sure Syden Sydenham tell Temp there's thing thou thought twas Violetta Weazel wife wish woman Woodville word Wrangle young
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3. oldal - Adopting his portraits, are pleased with their own : Say, where has our poet this malady caught, Or, wherefore his characters thus without fault? Say, was it that vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues, and finding them few, Quite sick of pursuing each troublesome elf, He grew lazy at last, and drew from himself?
17. oldal - I should not have the fault of self-conceit to combat; that, at least, is not amongst the number. BEL. No; if I knew that man on earth who thought more humbly of me than I do of myself, I would take up his opinion, and forego my own. STOCK. And, was I to choose a pupil, it should be one of your complexion.
15. oldal - ... we are met : and the pleasure this meeting gives me, amply compensates for the perils I have run through in accomplishing it. Stock. What perils, Mr. Belcour ? I could not have thought you would have made a bad passage at this time o'year.
15. oldal - I am rejoiced to see you ; you are welcome to England ! Bel. I thank you heartily, good Mr. Stockwell ; you and I have long conversed at a distance ; now we are met ; and the pleasure this meeting gives me, amply compensates for the perils I have run through in accomplishing it.
26. oldal - That's being too severe : I hold him to be a moralist in the noblest sense; he plays, indeed, with the fancy, and sometimes, perhaps, too wantonly ; but while he thus designedly masks his main attack, p he comes at once upon the heart ; refines, amends it, softens it ; beats down each selfish barrier from about it, and opens every sluice of pity and benevolence.
86. oldal - tis a frivolous sort of a question, that of yours, for you may see plainly enough by the young lady's looks, that she says a great deal, though she speaks never a word. Charles. Well, sister, I believe the Major has fairly interpreted the state of your heart.
18. oldal - I condemn you ! I thank Heaven, Miss Rusport, I am no ways responsible for your conduct; nor is it any concern of mine how you dispose of yourself; you are not my daughter; and, when I married your father, poor Sir Stephen Rusport, I found you a forward spoiled Miss of fourteen far above being instructed by me.
24. oldal - Ah ! common efforts all : strike me a master-stroke, Mr. Fulmer, if you wish to make any figure in this country. Ful. But where, how, and what? I have blustered for prerogative ; I have bellowed for freedom ; I have offered to serve my country ; I have engaged to betray it ; a master stroke, truly ! why, I have talked treason, writ treason, and, if a man can't live by that, he can live by nothing.
42. oldal - O'Fla. Rest yourself upon my arm: never spare it: 'tis strong enough; it has stood harder service than you can put it to. Lucy. Mercy upon me, what is the matter? I am frightened out of my wits — Has your ladyship had an accident?
64. oldal - I insist upon referring our dispute to him. Your sister and I, Charles, have a quarrel: Belcour, the hero of your letter, has just left us : — somehow or other, Louisa's bright eyes have caught him ; and the poor fellow's fallen...