Bell's British Theatre: The fatal curiosity, by G. Lillo. ... Caractacus, by W. Mason1797 |
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Pagina 19
... sleep ! -Oh , Nennius , Thou hadst a noble uncle , knew a Roman , And how to speak him . Bond . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach ! Car . Witness these wounds I do ; they were Cij AЯ I 19 BONDUCA . · ...
... sleep ! -Oh , Nennius , Thou hadst a noble uncle , knew a Roman , And how to speak him . Bond . By the gods , I think You dote upon these Romans , Caratach ! Car . Witness these wounds I do ; they were Cij AЯ I 19 BONDUCA . · ...
Pagina 21
... speak of this , or ever seen the child more , But that the son of Virtue , Penius , Seeing me steer through all these storms of danger , My helm still in my hand , he cried out nobly , Go , Briton , bear thy lion's whelp off safely ...
... speak of this , or ever seen the child more , But that the son of Virtue , Penius , Seeing me steer through all these storms of danger , My helm still in my hand , he cried out nobly , Go , Briton , bear thy lion's whelp off safely ...
Pagina 26
Dem . I cannot think he dare . Pet . He dare speak treason ; But that's all one : I'll lay you my black armour To twenty crowns , he comes not . Dem . Done . Pet . You'll pay ? Dem . I will . Pet . Then , keep thine old use , Penius ...
Dem . I cannot think he dare . Pet . He dare speak treason ; But that's all one : I'll lay you my black armour To twenty crowns , he comes not . Dem . Done . Pet . You'll pay ? Dem . I will . Pet . Then , keep thine old use , Penius ...
Pagina 59
... speak gently To these fierce men , they will afford ye pity . Bond . Pity ! thou fearful girl ! Wouldst thou live less ? Wast not thou born a princess ? The lives of kings rest in their diadems , And ceasing to be kings , they cease to ...
... speak gently To these fierce men , they will afford ye pity . Bond . Pity ! thou fearful girl ! Wouldst thou live less ? Wast not thou born a princess ? The lives of kings rest in their diadems , And ceasing to be kings , they cease to ...
Pagina 18
... speak . Meg . Yet they are cruel joys --- mysterious heav'n ! You bid the storm o'ercast our darksome ways ; You gild the cloud with gleams of cheering light ; Then comes a breath from you , and all is vanish`d ! Zen . Wherefore ...
... speak . Meg . Yet they are cruel joys --- mysterious heav'n ! You bid the storm o'ercast our darksome ways ; You gild the cloud with gleams of cheering light ; Then comes a breath from you , and all is vanish`d ! Zen . Wherefore ...
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Ariana Armenia arms aunt Belford BONDUCA Brisk Britons brother Brump Brumpton Caratach charms dare Daugh dear death DECIUS dost thou Exeunt Exit eyes Fain Fainall father fellow Flamminius Foible fool fortune gen'rous gentleman give gods hand hast hate hear heart Heaven Hengo honour Judas Junius Lady WISHFORT ladyship laugh live look Lovi Lovibond Macer madam marry Marwood Mary Ann matter Megistus Mill Millamant Mincing Mira Mirabell MISS ELLIOT Nennius never o'er passion Penius Peter Petillius Petulant Phar Pharasmanes pray Rhad Rhadamistus Roman Rome SCENE shew Sir Rowland Sir Theo Sir Theodore Sir Wil Sir Wilfull smile soldier soul Suet SUETONIUS sure sword tears tell Teribazus thee there's thing Tigranes uncle virtue Wait what's wife Wish Witwould wretch young Zelmira Zenobia Zopiron
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Pagina 44 - Beauty the lover's gift! Lord, what is a lover, that it can give? Why, one makes lovers as fast as one pleases, and they live as long as one pleases, and they die as soon as one pleases; and then, if one pleases, one makes more.
Pagina 83 - I hate a lover that can dare to think he draws a moment's air, independent on the bounty of his mistress. There is not so impudent a thing in nature, as the saucy look of an assured man, confident of success. The pedantic arrogance of a very husband has not so pragmatical an air. Ah! I'll never marry, unless I am first made sure of my will and pleasure.
Pagina 56 - Rowland will not fail to come? or will he not fail when he does come? Will he be importunate, Foible, and push? For if he should not be importunate, I shall never break decorums:— I shall die with confusion, if I am forced to advance.— Oh no, I can never advance!--! shall swoon if he should expect advances. No, I hope Sir Rowland is better bred than to put a lady to the necessity of breaking her forms. I won't be too coy, neither. — I won't give him despair— but a little disdain is not .....
Pagina 84 - Let us never visit together, nor go to a play together, but let us be very strange and well bred. Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great while, and as well bred as if we were not married at all.
Pagina 85 - I please ; and choose conversation with regard only to my own taste; to have no obligation upon me to converse with wits that I don't like, because they are your acquaintance ; or to be intimate with fools, because they may be your relations.
Pagina x - No, I'll give you your revenge another time, when you are not so indifferent ; you are thinking of something else now, and play too negligently; the coldness of a losing gamester lessens the pleasure of the winner. I'd no more play with a man that slighted his ill fortune, than I'd make love to a woman who undervalued the loss of her reputation.
Pagina 101 - Out of my house, out of my house, thou viper! thou serpent, that I have fostered! thou bosom traitress, that I raised from nothing!— Begone! begone! begone!— go! go!— That I took from washing of old gauze and weaving of dead hair, with a bleak blue nose over a chafing-dish of starved embers, and dining behind a traverse rag, in a shop no bigger than a bird-cage !— Go, go!
Pagina 35 - Fain. And wherefore do you hate him? He is insensible, and your resentment follows his neglect. An instance! The injuries you have done him are a proof: your interposing in his love. What cause had you to make discoveries of his pretended passion?
Pagina 105 - I'll vouch anything for your ladiship's service, be what it will. SCENE IV Mrs. FAINALL, Lady WISHFORT, MAEWOOD. Lady. 0 my dear friend, how can I enumerate the benefits that I have received from your goodness? To you I owe the timely discovery of the false vows of Mirabell; to you I owe the detection of the impostor Sir Rowland. And now you are become an intercessor with my son-in-law, to save the honour of my house, and compound for the frailties of my daughter. Well, friend, you are enough to...
Pagina 63 - I'll take my death, I think you are handsomer, and within a year or two as young. If you could but stay for me, I should overtake you — but that cannot be.