Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, 9. kötetJohn Bell and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
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12. oldal
... Speak things of him might charm the ears of Envy . " Paul . Oh , may he live till nature's self grows old , " And from her womb no more can bless the earth ! " For when he dies , farewel all honour , bounty , " All generous ...
... Speak things of him might charm the ears of Envy . " Paul . Oh , may he live till nature's self grows old , " And from her womb no more can bless the earth ! " For when he dies , farewel all honour , bounty , " All generous ...
23. oldal
... Speak an ill nature , you accuse me justly . Mon. Talk not of love , my Lord , I must not hear it . Pol . Who can behold such beauty and be silent ? Desire first taught us words . Man , when created , At first alone long wander'd up and ...
... Speak an ill nature , you accuse me justly . Mon. Talk not of love , my Lord , I must not hear it . Pol . Who can behold such beauty and be silent ? Desire first taught us words . Man , when created , At first alone long wander'd up and ...
29. oldal
... speak , my soul's so full , That I should talk of nothing else all day . Enter MONIMIA . Mon. My brother ! Cha . Oh my sister ! let me hold thee Long in my arms . I've not beheld thy face These many days ; by night I've often seen thee ...
... speak , my soul's so full , That I should talk of nothing else all day . Enter MONIMIA . Mon. My brother ! Cha . Oh my sister ! let me hold thee Long in my arms . I've not beheld thy face These many days ; by night I've often seen thee ...
31. oldal
... speak his worth ; So merciful , sure he ne'er slept in wrath ; So just , that were he but a private man , He cou'd not do a wrong . How wou'd you serve him ? Cast . I'd serve him with my fortune here at home , And serve him with my ...
... speak his worth ; So merciful , sure he ne'er slept in wrath ; So just , that were he but a private man , He cou'd not do a wrong . How wou'd you serve him ? Cast . I'd serve him with my fortune here at home , And serve him with my ...
36. oldal
... speak variety of wretchedness . I ask'd her of my way , which she inform'd me ; Then crav'd my charity , and bade me hasten To save a sister : at that word I started ! 280 Mon. The common cheat of beggars , every day They flock about ...
... speak variety of wretchedness . I ask'd her of my way , which she inform'd me ; Then crav'd my charity , and bade me hasten To save a sister : at that word I started ! 280 Mon. The common cheat of beggars , every day They flock about ...
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Acast Archbishop of SENS arms art thou Audley Aura beauty BLACK PRINCE blood brave British Library brother Carb Cast Castalio Chamont CHARLES MARLOW dear death Doub e'er Ecod Enter ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fellow Flora foes forgive fortune Free gentleman give grace happiness Hast hear Heart HEARTWELL Heav'n honest honour hope king lady leave look lord Lurch Lurcher Madam Maid Marlow Methinks mind Miss Hard Miss HARDCASTLE Miss Nev Miss Neville Mode Monimia ne'er never night noble numbers passion pity Polydore poor pow'r Pr'ythee Pray pretty Prince Ribemont SCENE SERINA servant shew Sir Char Sir John soul sure sword talk tell thee there's thing thou art thought Tony Twas twill virtue Vult wilt wish woman wretch wrong'd Zounds
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20. oldal - I'll wager the rascals a crown They always preach best with a skinful. But when you come down with your pence For a slice of their scurvy religion, I'll leave it to all men of sense, But you, my good friend, are the Pigeon. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll. Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever ; Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons...
12. oldal - ... them the whole year. I wonder why London cannot keep its own fools at home! In my time, the follies of the town crept slowly among us, but now they travel faster than a stage-coach. Its fopperies come down not only as inside passengers, but in the very basket.
24. oldal - No, sir, but if you can inform us TONY. Why, gentlemen, if you know neither the road you are going, nor where you are, nor the road you came, the first thing I have to inform you is, that — you have lost your way.
24. oldal - It's a damn'd long, dark, boggy, dirty, dangerous way. Stingo, tell the gentlemen the way to Mr. Hardcastle's ! (Winking upon the Landlord.) Mr. Hardcastle's, of Quagmire Marsh, you understand me. LAND. Master Hardcastle's!
19. oldal - And her partiality is such, that she actually thinks him so. A fortune like yours is no small temptation. Besides, as she has the sole management of it, I'm not surprised to see her unwilling to let it go out of the family. Miss NEV.
18. oldal - No ; nothing of all this. I have been threatened — I can scarce get it out — I have been threatened with a lover. Miss NEVILLE.
39. oldal - Why, really, sir, your bill of fare is so exquisite, that any one part of it is full as good as another. Send us what you please. So much for supper. And now to see that our beds are aired, and properly taken care of.
28. oldal - But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets. Roger; and from your head, you blockhead, you. See how Diggory carries his hands. They're a little too stiff, indeed, but that's no great matter. DIGGORY. Ay, mind how I hold them. I learned to hold my hands this way, when I was upon drill for the militia.
38. oldal - MAR. (Perusing.) What's here ? For the first course ; for the second course : for the dessert. The devil ! Sir, do you think we have brought down the whole Joiners...
54. oldal - What could my old -friend Sir Charles mean by recommending his son as the modestest young man in town? To me he appears the most impudent piece of brass that ever spoke with a tongue.