The Dramatic Works of David Garrick: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, 2. kötetA. Millar, 1798 |
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4. oldal
... heart to you , and to beg your advice and assistance . Bol . He advice you ! what can he advice you about ! he was bred to nothing but to pick his teeth , and dangle after a court ; so , unless you have a coat to lace , a feather to ...
... heart to you , and to beg your advice and assistance . Bol . He advice you ! what can he advice you about ! he was bred to nothing but to pick his teeth , and dangle after a court ; so , unless you have a coat to lace , a feather to ...
9. oldal
... heart , but will pit - a - pat as he passes by . Frip . Egad , he ought to make a fine figure I'm sure ; for a hundred and fifty taylors have been working night and day these six weeks to adorn this pretty creature of yours - But , my ...
... heart , but will pit - a - pat as he passes by . Frip . Egad , he ought to make a fine figure I'm sure ; for a hundred and fifty taylors have been working night and day these six weeks to adorn this pretty creature of yours - But , my ...
16. oldal
... heart , madam , of its suspi- cions ; but my honour must have satisfaction here . [ Draws his sword . Gul Pray , my lord , sheath your anger ; the odds are rather against you - I wave this private trial , and insist up- on a public one ...
... heart , madam , of its suspi- cions ; but my honour must have satisfaction here . [ Draws his sword . Gul Pray , my lord , sheath your anger ; the odds are rather against you - I wave this private trial , and insist up- on a public one ...
21. oldal
... heart , and can rely upon it . Arab . We are great bullies by nature ; but courage and swaggering , are two things , cousin . Soph . Since you are as little to be convinc'd , as I am to be persuaded - your servant- [ Going . Arab . Nay ...
... heart , and can rely upon it . Arab . We are great bullies by nature ; but courage and swaggering , are two things , cousin . Soph . Since you are as little to be convinc'd , as I am to be persuaded - your servant- [ Going . Arab . Nay ...
22. oldal
... heart - and then such vanity ! -but I had not time to make great disco- veries It was merely the prologue - The play is to come . Arab . Act your part well , or we shall hiss you- Soph . Never fear me ; you don't know what a mad , rak ...
... heart - and then such vanity ! -but I had not time to make great disco- veries It was merely the prologue - The play is to come . Arab . Act your part well , or we shall hiss you- Soph . Never fear me ; you don't know what a mad , rak ...
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90. oldal - The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be ; The devil was well, the devil a monk was he.
130. oldal - On your word, Never to press me to put off these weeds, Which best become my melancholy thoughts, You shall command me.
151. oldal - I [KneeuWhile yet my senses are my own, thus kneeling, Let me implore thy mercies on my wife ; Release her from her pangs ; and if my reason, O'erwhelm'd with miseries, sink before the tempest, Pardon those crimes despair may bring upon me.
144. oldal - I've been too long abus'd, And can believe no more. Let me sleep on to be deceiv'd no more. . . Bir. Look up, my love, I never did deceive thee, Nor ever can ; believe thyself, thy eyes That first inflam'd, and light me to my love, Those stars, that still must guide me to my joys.
52. oldal - I did marry you; here's too much record for't. [ would there were a parson to unmarry us ! If any of our clergy had that faculty, He might repair the old, and build as many New abbeys through the kingdom, in a twelvemonth.
125. oldal - The labour of his birth was lighter to me Than of my fondness now ; my fears for him Are more...
121. oldal - Look on him as your son's ; And let his part in him answer for mine. Oh, save, defend him, save him from the wrongs That fall upon the poor! C.
152. oldal - Murder my husband! Oh, I must not dare To think of living on; my desperate hand In a mad rage may offer it again. Stab anywhere but there.
151. oldal - While yet my senses are my own, thus kneeling, Let me implore thy mercies on my wife: Release her from her pangs ; and if my reason, O'erwhelm'd with miseries, sink before the tempest, Pardon those crimes despair may bring upon me. [Rises. Enter NURSE. Nurse. Sir, there's somebody at the door must needs speak with you ; he won't tell his name.
181. oldal - What the devil is the meaning of all this ? There never sure were lovers so difficult to bring together. But have you not been a little too rough with the lady ? For as I...