The Theatrical Bouquet: Containing an Alphabetical Arrangement of the Prologues and Epilogues, which Have Been Published by Distinguished Wits, from the Time that Colley Cibber First Came on the Stage to the Present Year ...T. Lowndes, 1780 - 337 oldal |
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1. oldal
... poor deferted place , None to our Boxes now in pity ftray , But Poets free o'ch ' Houfe , and Beaux who never pay . No longer now we fee our crouded door Send the late Comer back again at four . At feven now into our empty Pit Drops ...
... poor deferted place , None to our Boxes now in pity ftray , But Poets free o'ch ' Houfe , and Beaux who never pay . No longer now we fee our crouded door Send the late Comer back again at four . At feven now into our empty Pit Drops ...
3. oldal
... poor Patrick Kelly , There was no joking with the belly . Thefe facts laid down , then thus I reafon , Wit in a Prologue's out of feafon . Yet ftill will you for jokes fit watching , Like Cock - Lane folks for - Fanny's scratching . And ...
... poor Patrick Kelly , There was no joking with the belly . Thefe facts laid down , then thus I reafon , Wit in a Prologue's out of feafon . Yet ftill will you for jokes fit watching , Like Cock - Lane folks for - Fanny's scratching . And ...
12. oldal
... poor women could not write as well : Yes , ladies , we have written , and we will ; No lords , alive , or dead , fhall stop our quill . Break down the fences of a partial tribe , And let us too preach , counfel and prefcribe ! Firm as ...
... poor women could not write as well : Yes , ladies , we have written , and we will ; No lords , alive , or dead , fhall stop our quill . Break down the fences of a partial tribe , And let us too preach , counfel and prefcribe ! Firm as ...
14. oldal
... poor fervar Shift ? Your father talks of lending me a lift- A great man's promife , when his turn is ferv'd ! Capons on promifes wou'd foon be starv'd : No , on myself alone , I'll now rely : ' Gad I've a thriving traffic in my eye ...
... poor fervar Shift ? Your father talks of lending me a lift- A great man's promife , when his turn is ferv'd ! Capons on promifes wou'd foon be starv'd : No , on myself alone , I'll now rely : ' Gad I've a thriving traffic in my eye ...
15. oldal
... poor . An EPILOGUE UPON PROLOGUES . A N Epilogue methinks I heard you cry , You want an Epilogue - and fo do I. Not having epilogue materials by me , I'll speak concerning Prologues - don't deny me : In Prologues and in Epilogues we ...
... poor . An EPILOGUE UPON PROLOGUES . A N Epilogue methinks I heard you cry , You want an Epilogue - and fo do I. Not having epilogue materials by me , I'll speak concerning Prologues - don't deny me : In Prologues and in Epilogues we ...
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applaufe bard beft boaft breaft Britons caufe charms comic critic damn DAVID GARRICK e'er English EPILOGUE ev'n ev'ry eyes faid fame faſhion fatire fave favour fcenes fcorn fear feem fenfe fhall fhew fhould filk firft flain fmile foes foft folly fome fons fool foon foul fpeak fpirit friends ftage ftand ftate ftill fuccefs fuch fure fweet GARRICK gen'rous give grace Greece heart heroes honeft honour hufbands juft KING Ladies laft laugh Lord Mifs mind mufe muft muſt ne'er night o'er OGUE paffion play pleafe pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's poor pow'r praife praiſe pray PROLOGUE R. B. SHERIDAN reafon rife ſcene ſkill ſpeak Spoken ſtage tafte taſte tears thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thro to-night tragic Twas uſe virtue WESTO whofe wife worfe wou'd WRITTEN ye fair Zounds то
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311. oldal - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
301. oldal - The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live. Then prompt no more the follies you decry...
94. oldal - The welcome visitors' approach denote; Farewell all quality of high .renown, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious town! Farewell! your revels I partake no more, And Lady Teazle's occupation's o'er!
130. oldal - And about something make a mighty Pother ; They all go in, and out; and to, and fro...
171. oldal - The painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die: But he who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art, and artist, share one common grave.
300. oldal - Then Jonson came, instructed from the school, To please in method, and invent by rule...
326. oldal - Throw it behind the fire, and never more Let that vile paper come within my door." Thus at our friends we laugh, who feel the dart; To reach our feelings, we ourselves must smart. Is our young bard so young, to think that he Can stop the full spring-tide of calumny? Knows he the world so little, and its trade? Alas! the devil's sooner raised than laid.
170. oldal - This night, our wit, the pert apprentice cries, Lies at my feet, I hiss him, and he dies.
22. oldal - Rome swift thunder flew, And headlong from his throne the tyrant threw : Thrown headlong down, by Rome in triumph led, For this night's deed, his perjur'd bosom bled. His brother's ghost each moment made him start, And all his father's anguish rent his heart. "When rob'd in black his children round him hung...
219. oldal - Commanding tears to stream through every age ; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept. Our author...