The works of Thomas Otway, with notes and a life of the author by T. Thornton, 2. kötet1813 |
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299. oldal
... Beau . A pox o ' fortune ! Thou art always teazing me about fortune : thou risest in a morning with ill - luck in ... Beau . Do , rail , Courtine , do : it may get thee em- ployment . Cour . At you I ought to rail ; ' twas your fault we ...
... Beau . A pox o ' fortune ! Thou art always teazing me about fortune : thou risest in a morning with ill - luck in ... Beau . Do , rail , Courtine , do : it may get thee em- ployment . Cour . At you I ought to rail ; ' twas your fault we ...
300. oldal
... Beau . I am ashamed to hear a soldier talk of starving . Cour . Why , what shall I do ? I can't steal- Beau . Though thou canst not steal , thou hast other vices enough for any industrious fellow to live com- fortably upon . Cour . What ...
... Beau . I am ashamed to hear a soldier talk of starving . Cour . Why , what shall I do ? I can't steal- Beau . Though thou canst not steal , thou hast other vices enough for any industrious fellow to live com- fortably upon . Cour . What ...
301. oldal
... Beau . That shall shower upon us in abundance ; and for instance , know , to thy everlasting amazement , all this dropt out of the clouds to - day . Cour . Ha ! Gold by this light ! — Four . Out of the clouds ? - Beau . Ay , gold ! does ...
... Beau . That shall shower upon us in abundance ; and for instance , know , to thy everlasting amazement , all this dropt out of the clouds to - day . Cour . Ha ! Gold by this light ! — Four . Out of the clouds ? - Beau . Ay , gold ! does ...
302. oldal
... Beau . This noble person one day -- but Fourbin can give you a more particular account of the matter . Sweet sir , if you please , tell us the story of the first en- counter betwixt you and sir Jolly Jumble ; you must know that's his ...
... Beau . This noble person one day -- but Fourbin can give you a more particular account of the matter . Sweet sir , if you please , tell us the story of the first en- counter betwixt you and sir Jolly Jumble ; you must know that's his ...
303. oldal
... Beau . That is as much as to say , sir , whose rascal you were . Four . Sir , you may make as bold with your poor slave as you please . - I told him those that knew me well were pleased to call me the chevalier Fourbin , that I was a ...
... Beau . That is as much as to say , sir , whose rascal you were . Four . Sir , you may make as bold with your poor slave as you please . - I told him those that knew me well were pleased to call me the chevalier Fourbin , that I was a ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Acast art thou Beau Beaugard Bloody-B brother Caius Marius Camilla Caper Cast Castalio Cham Chamont Cinna Clum Cour Courtine cuckold dæmon dear devil dost e'er ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fellow fool for't fortune Fourbin gentleman gods gone Goodvile hang happy hate hear heart heav'n honest honour hope Lady Squ Lady SQUEAMISH ladyship Lavinia Lettice lord madam Malagene Marius Metellus methinks Monimia murder ne'er never night Nurse on't Polydore poor pow'r pr'ythee rogue Rome Romeo and Juliet Saunt Saunter servant Sir Dav Sir DAVY DUNCE Sir Jol sir Jolly sir Noble slave soul Sulp Sulpitius sure swear Sylla Sylv tell thee there's thing thou art thought Truman twas twill Valentine Vict Victoria what's whores wife wilt woman would'st wretched wrong'd
Népszerű szakaszok
140. oldal - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
128. oldal - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
191. oldal - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
138. oldal - Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
154. oldal - Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
140. oldal - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
140. oldal - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
232. oldal - ... with age grown double, Picking dry sticks, and mumbling to herself. Her eyes with scalding rheum were gall'd and red ; Cold palsy shook her head ; her hands...
237. oldal - My lord ! Pol. Go to your chamber and prepare your lute; Find out some song to please me, that describes Women's hypocrisies, their subtle wiles, Betraying smiles, feign'd tears, inconstancies, Their painted outsides, and corrupted minds, The sum of all their follies and their falsehoods.
138. oldal - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.