The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces in the English Language, 1. kötet

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M. Polock, 1854
 

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393. oldal - Sir, we are obliged to you. The servants can't miss the way ? Tony. No, no : but I tell you, though, the landlord is rich, and going to leave off business ; so he wants to be thought a gentleman, saving your presence, he ! he ! he ! He'll be for giving you his company ; and, ecod, if you mind him, he'll persuade you that his mother was an alderman, and his aunt a justice of peace. Land. A troublesome old blade, to be sure ; but a keeps as good wines and beds as any in the whole country.
393. oldal - But tell me, George, where could I have learned that assurance you talk of ? My life has been chiefly spent in a college or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of the creation that chiefly teach men confidence. I don't know that I was ever familiarly acquainted with a single modest woman — except my mother — But among females of another class, you know — HAST.
251. oldal - I passed this very moment by thy doors, And found them guarded by a troop of villains; " The sons of public rapine were destroying." They told me, by the sentence of the law They had commission to seize all thy fortune : Nay, more, Priuli's cruel hand had signed it. Here stood a ruffian, with a horrid face, Lording it o'er a pile of massy plate, Tumbled into a heap for public...
441. oldal - Thou art a fool ; In being out of office I am out of danger ; Where, if I were a justice, besides the trouble, I might or out of wilfulness or error Run myself finely into a premunire* And so become a prey to the informer.
403. oldal - Young man, young man, from your father's letter to me, I was taught to expect a well-bred modest man, as a visitor here, but now I find him no better than a coxcomb and a bully; but he will be down here presently...
293. oldal - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
390. oldal - And am I to blame ? The poor boy was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes...
392. 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.
250. oldal - The honour of my house, you've done me wrong. You may remember (for I now will speak*, And urge its baseness) when you first came home From travel, with such hopes as made you...
349. oldal - What the devil good can passion do? — Passion is of no service, you impudent, insolent, overbearing reprobate! — There, you sneer again! don't provoke me! — but you rely upon the mildness of my temper — you do, you dog! you play upon the meekness of my disposition! — Yet take care — the patience of a saint may be overcome at last!

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