The provok'd husband, by Sir J. Vanbrugh and C. Cibber. The conscious lovers, by Sir R. Steele. The good-natured man, by O. Goldsmith. A word to the wise, by H. Kelly. The clandestine marriage, by G. Coleman and D. GarrickJames Plumptre F. Hodson, 1812 |
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Pagina 31
... me too impatient ; and some tempers , when reproach'd , grow more untrac- table Here she comes- -Let me be calm a while . Enter Ludy Tow NLY . Going out so soon after dinner , Madam ? Lady T. Why , my Lord ! what can I THE ...
... me too impatient ; and some tempers , when reproach'd , grow more untrac- table Here she comes- -Let me be calm a while . Enter Ludy Tow NLY . Going out so soon after dinner , Madam ? Lady T. Why , my Lord ! what can I THE ...
Pagina 34
... comes to himself again . [ Going . " caused Mrs. Potter to say , that she might as well have hoped for " that honour as others , considering that the whole design of bring- " ing the queen and king was managed at her house , and the con ...
... comes to himself again . [ Going . " caused Mrs. Potter to say , that she might as well have hoped for " that honour as others , considering that the whole design of bring- " ing the queen and king was managed at her house , and the con ...
Pagina 44
... come in , my Lord ? Lord T. Sir - the ceremony's of your own making . Enter MANLY'S SERVANT . Man . Well James , what's the matter ? James . Sir , here is John Moody just come to town ; he says Sir Francis , and all the family , will be ...
... come in , my Lord ? Lord T. Sir - the ceremony's of your own making . Enter MANLY'S SERVANT . Man . Well James , what's the matter ? James . Sir , here is John Moody just come to town ; he says Sir Francis , and all the family , will be ...
Pagina 45
... comes the fore - horse of the team . Enter JOHN MOODY . * Oh , honest John ! J. Moody . Measter Manly ! I'm glad I ha ' fun ye . Give me a buss ! Why , that's friendly naw . I thought we should never ha ' got hither . Well , and how do ...
... comes the fore - horse of the team . Enter JOHN MOODY . * Oh , honest John ! J. Moody . Measter Manly ! I'm glad I ha ' fun ye . Give me a buss ! Why , that's friendly naw . I thought we should never ha ' got hither . Well , and how do ...
Pagina 51
... comes to ask for one's own- Count Bas . Psha ! Pr'ythee never trouble thy head ; his pay is as good as the Bank - Why , he has above two thousand a - year . Moth . Alas - a - day , that's nothing ! your people of ten thousand a - year ...
... comes to ask for one's own- Count Bas . Psha ! Pr'ythee never trouble thy head ; his pay is as good as the Bank - Why , he has above two thousand a - year . Moth . Alas - a - day , that's nothing ! your people of ten thousand a - year ...
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Betty Bevil Cant character Cimb Cimberton Comedy Conscious Lovers Count Bas cousin Croak Croaker daughter dear Enter Exeunt Exit Fanny father favour fortune Garrick gentleman girl give happiness hear heart Heidel Heidelberg Honeyw Honeywood honour hope humour Humph husband Isab Jenny Lady G Lady Grace Lady Wrong Leont letter Lofty Lord Ogle Lord Ogleby Lordship lover Lovew Lovewell madam Maid Manly marriage marry matter merit mind Miss Dor Miss Dormer Miss Mon Miss Montagu Miss Rich Miss Richland Miss Sterl Miss Willoughby mistress Moody morning Moth Myrt Myrtle never obliged Oliv passion Phil play pray racter SCENE Seal Sealand sentiments servant shew Sir Fran Sir Francis Sir George Sir John sister speak Stoops to Conquer suppose sure tell there's thing tion Townly Trusty Villars wife woman young
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