Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical, Volume 11George Daniel, John Cumberland J. Cumberland, 1826 |
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Pagina 51
... France gave his step its trip , his tongue its phrase His head its peruke , and his waist its stays ! The thing is contraband . - Let's crush the trade , Ladies insist on't - all is best home - made- All British , from your shoe - tie ...
... France gave his step its trip , his tongue its phrase His head its peruke , and his waist its stays ! The thing is contraband . - Let's crush the trade , Ladies insist on't - all is best home - made- All British , from your shoe - tie ...
Pagina 1
... France . The hero of Azincour has been drawn by Shakspeare with singular felicity . In the first and second parts of Henry IV . he appears as the mad- cap Prince of Wales , pursuing , with some glorious intermissions , his licentious ...
... France . The hero of Azincour has been drawn by Shakspeare with singular felicity . In the first and second parts of Henry IV . he appears as the mad- cap Prince of Wales , pursuing , with some glorious intermissions , his licentious ...
Pagina 3
... France . Mr. Pope . The Dauphin ...... Mr. Mercer . Duke of Burgundy Mr. Comer . Montjoy .. Mr. Webster . Constable of France Mr. Armstrong . Gov. of Harfleur ... Mr. Fenton . Isab . Qu . of France . Mrs. Knight . Princess Katharine ...
... France . Mr. Pope . The Dauphin ...... Mr. Mercer . Duke of Burgundy Mr. Comer . Montjoy .. Mr. Webster . Constable of France Mr. Armstrong . Gov. of Harfleur ... Mr. Fenton . Isab . Qu . of France . Mrs. Knight . Princess Katharine ...
Pagina 4
... FRANCE . - Green spangled tunic ; crimson silk scarf ; white hose ; russet boots ; black hat , and white feathers . BOURBON - Blue spangled shape ditto . GOVERNOR of HARFLEUR . - Ibid . MONTJOY . - Red tunic ; tabard ; white hose ...
... FRANCE . - Green spangled tunic ; crimson silk scarf ; white hose ; russet boots ; black hat , and white feathers . BOURBON - Blue spangled shape ditto . GOVERNOR of HARFLEUR . - Ibid . MONTJOY . - Red tunic ; tabard ; white hose ...
Pagina 6
... France , -to give a greater sum Than ever at one time the clergy yet Did to his predecessors part withal . Ely . How did this offer seem received , my lord ? Can . With good acceptance of his majesty ; Save , that there was not time ...
... France , -to give a greater sum Than ever at one time the clergy yet Did to his predecessors part withal . Ely . How did this offer seem received , my lord ? Can . With good acceptance of his majesty ; Save , that there was not time ...
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ALI PACHA Alibi Aman Amanthis blood brother Brutus Carl CARLITZ Chris Christine Collatia Collatinus comes CONSTABLE of FRANCE Count dare dear death devil doth Duke Enter SIR Exeunt Exit eyes FABIAN faith Falstaff father flesh dress complete Fluellen fool France gentleman give gods hand Harfleur Hass HASSAN hast hath hear heart Heaven Helena honour Illyria JOHN CUMBERLAND lady LICTORS look lord Lucretia LUDGATE HILL madam majesty Malvolio March Marchioness Marquis marry Mouctar never night Olivia Pacha PATRICK MAGUIRE Pist Pistol poor pray revenge Roman Rome Rons Ronslaus russet boots sandals SCENE Selim Sextus Sir Andrew Sir Toby soldier Somno Sophia soul speak sword Talathon Tarquin Tarquinia tell THEATRES ROYAL thee there's Thomas Titus VALERIUS VIOLA Zeno Zenocles Zounds
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