Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical : Printed from the Acting Copies, as Performed at the Theatres-royal, London, 4. kötetJohn Cumberland, 1826 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 41 találatból.
5. oldal
... Violante to her friend - and this brings us to the consideration of the wonder , that a Woman can keep a secret . . Mrs. Centlivre has done much towards rescuing her sex from this ungenerous imputation . Violante risks not only the loss ...
... Violante to her friend - and this brings us to the consideration of the wonder , that a Woman can keep a secret . . Mrs. Centlivre has done much towards rescuing her sex from this ungenerous imputation . Violante risks not only the loss ...
6. oldal
... Violante's fidelity , bears some resem- blance to the play of Elvira , written by Lord Digby . As a literary production , it is superior to Mrs. Centlivre's two other capital come- dies , The Busy Body , and A Bold Stroke for a Wife ...
... Violante's fidelity , bears some resem- blance to the play of Elvira , written by Lord Digby . As a literary production , it is superior to Mrs. Centlivre's two other capital come- dies , The Busy Body , and A Bold Stroke for a Wife ...
7. oldal
... Violante's absolute power over his heart . If Mr. Elliston lacks somewhat of the majes- tic port and graceful bearing of Mr. Charles , Kemble - if he renders the character less romantic and chivalrous than his accomplished rival , he ...
... Violante's absolute power over his heart . If Mr. Elliston lacks somewhat of the majes- tic port and graceful bearing of Mr. Charles , Kemble - if he renders the character less romantic and chivalrous than his accomplished rival , he ...
8. oldal
... VIOLANTE . - White satin and gold , white plumes , and veil . FLORA . - White muslin dress , with blue trimming . INIS . - Gown , with white skirt , pink body , and flounce . Cast of the Characters , as Performed at the Theatres Royal ...
... VIOLANTE . - White satin and gold , white plumes , and veil . FLORA . - White muslin dress , with blue trimming . INIS . - Gown , with white skirt , pink body , and flounce . Cast of the Characters , as Performed at the Theatres Royal ...
11. oldal
... Violante , I suppose ? Liss . The same . [ Bowing . [ Exit , R. Fred . [ Reads . ] " Dear Frederick - The two chief blessings of this life are a friend and a mistress ; to be debarred the sight of those is not to live . I hear nothing ...
... Violante , I suppose ? Liss . The same . [ Bowing . [ Exit , R. Fred . [ Reads . ] " Dear Frederick - The two chief blessings of this life are a friend and a mistress ; to be debarred the sight of those is not to live . I hear nothing ...
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alguazil Aman art thou Bates Beverley blood brother Char CHIG Colonel dear death devil door Dorn dost doth Enter Exeunt Exit Exit ENGLISH eyes Falstaff father Faul FAULCONBRIDGE fear Flora fortune Fred gentleman Gibby give Gold Goldfinch Hamlet hand HARRY DORNTON hath hear heart Heaven honour Horatio Hubert Isab Jarvis Jenny KING JOHN lady Laer Laertes Lewson Liss Lissardo look Lord F lordship Lory madam marry Miss H never night Nurse on't Ophelia PANDULPH Poins POLONIUS poor pr'ythee pray Prince Prince of Wales Queen SCENE servant Shakspeare Sir Tunbelly sirrah Smith Sophia soul speak Stuke Sulky sure sword tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast Trumpets villain Violante what's Widow woman Young F Zounds
Népszerű szakaszok
49. oldal - Why, look you now, how unworthy a thing you make of me ! You would play upon me ; you would seem to know my stops ; you would pluck out the heart of my mystery ; you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass : and there is much music, excellent voice, in this little organ ; yet cannot you make it speak. 'Sblood, do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe ? Call me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
18. oldal - Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home ; He was perfumed like a milliner ; And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and...
20. oldal - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
42. oldal - Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines.
21. oldal - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres...
22. oldal - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon ; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowne'd honour by the locks...
40. oldal - Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in. imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
37. oldal - For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ. I'll have these players Play something like the murder of my father Before mine uncle; I'll observe his looks; I'll tent him to the quick: if he but blench I know my course.
52. oldal - See what a grace was seated on this brow : Hyperion's curls ; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command ; A station like the herald Mercury, New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill ; A combination, and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man : This was your husband.
49. oldal - Tis now the very witching time of night, When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world : now could I drink hot blood, And do such bitter business as the day Would quake to look on.