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Abbot arms bear believe Bell Bless Bluff breast Brisk Careless comes confess crimes Cynthia dare dear death don't Enter Exit eyes face fair faith father fear Fond fool give gods grief hand happy hast head hear heart Heaven Henry Hippolitus honour hope hour I'll Ismena keep King Lady F laugh leave letter light live look lord lost Lucy Lycon madam marry Mask matter mean meet Mellefont mind never night once pains passion peace person Phaed Phædra pity poor Queen rage Rosa SCENE secret Sharp sight Sir Paul soul speak stay sure sword tears tell thee Theseus thing thou thought told true truth turn virtue wife wish woman wretched wrongs youth
Pagina 11 - WELL then, the promised hour is come at last, The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our sires, and as they fought they writ, Conquering with force of arms and dint of wit: Theirs was the giant race before the flood ; And thus, when Charles return'd, our empire stood. Like Janus...
Pagina 2 - O Gad, I hate your hideous fancy — you said that once before — if you must talk impertinently, for Heaven's sake let it be with variety; don't come always, like the devil, wrapt in flames. I'll not hear a sentence more, that begins with an 'I burn' — or an 'I beseech you, madam.
Pagina 55 - Then she's always ready to laugh when Sneer offers to speak, and sits in expectation of his no jest, with her gums bare, and her mouth open — Brisk. Like an oyster at low ebb, egad — Ha ! ha ! ha ! Cyn. [Aside.] Well, I find there are no fools so inconsiderable in themselves, but they can render other people contemptible by exposing their infirmities.
Pagina 71 - Ay, but by your own virtue and continency that matter of fact is all his own doing. I confess I had a great desire to have some honours conferred upon me, which lie all in your ladyship's breast, and he being a well-spoken man, I desired him to intercede for me.
Pagina 53 - No ; for the sun it won't, but it will do for the coachman ; for you know there's most occasion for a coach in wet weather. Brisk. Right, right ; that saves all. Lady F.
Pagina 82 - I'll bear the railings of a losing gamester. — But should he find me out before! 'tis dangerous to delay. — Let me think — should my lord proceed to treat openly of my marriage with Cynthia, all must be discovered, and Mellefont can be no longer blinded.
Pagina 34 - No, marriage is rather like a game at bowls: fortune indeed makes the match, and the two nearest, and sometimes the two farthest, are together, but the game depends entirely upon judgment. CYNT. Still it is a game, and consequently one of us must be a loser.
Pagina 43 - Well, you must know, then, that all my contrivances were but bubbles ; till at last I pretended to have been long secretly in love with Cynthia ; that did my business ; that convinced your aunt I might be trusted, since it was as much my interest as hers to break the match : then, she thought my jealousy might qualify me to assist her in her revenge; and, in short, in that belief, told me the secrets of her heart. At length we made this agreement, if I accomplish her designs (as I told you before)...
Pagina 128 - Undoubtedly he did, sir. Faith, Hannibal was a very pretty fellow. But, Sir Joseph, comparisons are odious. Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days, it must be granted. But alas! sir, were he alive now, he would be nothing, nothing in the earth.