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Pagina 69
I swear it's but the sixth and I han't seen her these two hours -The poor dear
creature - I swear , my lord , you don't love poor little Sappho -Come , my dear
Cynthia , Mr. Brisk , we'll go see Sappho , though my lord won't . Cyn . I'll wait
upon ...
I swear it's but the sixth and I han't seen her these two hours -The poor dear
creature - I swear , my lord , you don't love poor little Sappho -Come , my dear
Cynthia , Mr. Brisk , we'll go see Sappho , though my lord won't . Cyn . I'll wait
upon ...
Pagina 45
Ay , ay , poor fellow , he ventured fair for it . Bluff . You have disobliged me in it --
for I have occasion for the money , and if you would look me in the face again and
live ; go , and force him to re - deliver you the note -and bring it me hither .
Ay , ay , poor fellow , he ventured fair for it . Bluff . You have disobliged me in it --
for I have occasion for the money , and if you would look me in the face again and
live ; go , and force him to re - deliver you the note -and bring it me hither .
Pagina 59
Good luck , good lack , she would melt a heart of oak -I protess I can hold no
longer - Nay , dear Cocky - Ifeck you ' ll break my heart - Ifeck , you will see , you
have made me weep - made poor Nykin weep . - Nay , come kiss , buss poor
Nykin ...
Good luck , good lack , she would melt a heart of oak -I protess I can hold no
longer - Nay , dear Cocky - Ifeck you ' ll break my heart - Ifeck , you will see , you
have made me weep - made poor Nykin weep . - Nay , come kiss , buss poor
Nykin ...
Pagina 75
Alack , poor man - no , no - you don't know the paper ; -I won't disturb him ; give
me the key . [ She gives him the key , goes to the chamber door , and speaks
aloud , Læt . ' Tis nobody but Mr. Fondlewife ; Mr. Spintext , lie still on your
stomach ...
Alack , poor man - no , no - you don't know the paper ; -I won't disturb him ; give
me the key . [ She gives him the key , goes to the chamber door , and speaks
aloud , Læt . ' Tis nobody but Mr. Fondlewife ; Mr. Spintext , lie still on your
stomach ...
Pagina 74
Cease , O ! cease These useless plainings ; consecrate to peace The few
remaining moments - nur let rage Impel thy soul to meditate revenge For a poor
wretch , who justly thus atones Her num'rous crimes . O , royal Eleanor ! Hear
these last ...
Cease , O ! cease These useless plainings ; consecrate to peace The few
remaining moments - nur let rage Impel thy soul to meditate revenge For a poor
wretch , who justly thus atones Her num'rous crimes . O , royal Eleanor ! Hear
these last ...
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Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays John Bell Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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Pagina 43 - I know love is powerful, and nobody can help his passion. 'Tis not your fault; nor, I swear, it is not mine. How can I help it, if I have charms? And how can you help it, if you are made a captive? I swear it is pity it should be a fault. But my honour, — well, but your honour, too — but the sin! — well, but the necessity — O Lord, here's somebody coming, I dare not stay.
Pagina x - Though with some short parenthesis between, High on the throne of wit, and seated there. Not mine — that's little — but thy laurel wear. Thy first attempt an early promise made: That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular.
Pagina xi - I live a rent-charge on his providence: But you, whom every muse and grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains; and oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Let not the insulting foe my fame pursue; But shade those laurels which descend to you: And take for tribute what these lines express; You merit more; nor could my love do less.
Pagina 66 - Ay, charioteer does better. Into the dairy he descends, And there his whipping and his driving ends; There he's secure from danger of a bilk, His fare is paid him, and he sets in milk. For Susan you know, is Thetis, and so BRISK. Incomparable well and proper, egad — but I have one exception to make — don't you think bilk — (I know it's good rhyme) — but don't you think BILK and FARE too like a hackney coachman?
Pagina 65 - Then, I don't say the sun shines all the day, but that he peeps now and then ; yet he does shine all the day too, you know, though we don't see him.
Pagina 19 - I saw her melted into tears and hushed into a sigh. It was long before either of us spoke, passion had tied her tongue, and amazement mine. In short, the consequence was thus: she omitted nothing that the most violent love could urge or tender words express, which when she saw had no effect, but still I pleaded honour and nearness of blood to my uncle, then came the storm...
Pagina 7 - ... her fondness and impatience of his absence by choosing a lover as like him as she can, and what is unlike she may help out with her own fancy.
Pagina x - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless Consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Pagina 38 - Tis my honour that is concerned, and the violation was intended to me. Your honour! You have none but what is in my keeping, and I can dispose of it when I please: therefore don't provoke me.
Pagina 57 - BARNABY.] and, in the mean time, I will reason with myself Tell me, Isaac, why art thee jealous ? Why art thee distrustful of the wife of thy bosom ? — Because she is young and vigorous, and I am old and impotent — Then why didst thee marry, Isaac ? — Because she. was beautiful and tempting, and because I was obstinate and doting ; so that my inclination was, and is still, greater than my power And will not that which tempted thee also tempt others, who will tempt her, Isaac?