William CongreveAmerican Book Company, 1912 - 466 pagina's |
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Pagina 26
... woman , and Brisk an agreeably diverting fribble . The dialogue of the lighter pas- sages , too , had all Congreve's brilliancy ; so that it is not surprising that after the first few performances the comedy ( as Dryden said ) " gained ...
... woman , and Brisk an agreeably diverting fribble . The dialogue of the lighter pas- sages , too , had all Congreve's brilliancy ; so that it is not surprising that after the first few performances the comedy ( as Dryden said ) " gained ...
Pagina 35
... woman ; and the fact that a pure woman is carefully reserved for him proves beyond a doubt that the hero , Vainlove , Mellefont , Valentine , or Mirabell , is intended to com- mand the sympathy of the audience . Thus it is false to ...
... woman ; and the fact that a pure woman is carefully reserved for him proves beyond a doubt that the hero , Vainlove , Mellefont , Valentine , or Mirabell , is intended to com- mand the sympathy of the audience . Thus it is false to ...
Pagina 36
... baffled villainy , but never in vindication either of a man's honour or of a woman's . The duel , that overworked device of earlier and later drama , is practically unknown to Restoration comedy . There 36 WILLIAM CONGREVE.
... baffled villainy , but never in vindication either of a man's honour or of a woman's . The duel , that overworked device of earlier and later drama , is practically unknown to Restoration comedy . There 36 WILLIAM CONGREVE.
Pagina 56
... woman : but when I expected thunder from her voice , and lightning in her eyes , 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 ...
... woman : but when I expected thunder from her voice , and lightning in her eyes , 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 ...
Pagina 64
... woman's idol had defiled the temple of the god , and love was made a mock- worship . A son and heir would have edged young Mellefont upon the brink of ruin , and left him none but you to catch at for prevention . - 80 Lady Touch . Again ...
... woman's idol had defiled the temple of the god , and love was made a mock- worship . A son and heir would have edged young Mellefont upon the brink of ruin , and left him none but you to catch at for prevention . - 80 Lady Touch . Again ...
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Almeria Alphonso Angelica astrologer aunt better Brisk Careless comedy confess Congreve Congreve's Cynthia d'ye dear dost thou Double-Dealer Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Fain Fainall faith father Foib Foible fool Fore Foresight fortune Frail gadsbud give hand hast hear heart Heaven Heli honour hope husband JEREMY Lady Froth Lady Ply Lady Plyant Lady Touch Lady Touchwood Lady Wish Lady WISHFORT ladyship look Lord Froth Lord Touch Lord Touchwood Love for Love lover madam marriage marry Marwood Mask Maskwell Mellefont Millamant Mirabell never on't Osmyn passion Petulant play Pray Prue Scan Scandal SCENE servant Sir Paul Sir Rowland Sir Samp Sir Sampson Sir Wil Sir Wilfull speak sure swear Tattle tell thee there's thing thou art thought Valentine what's wife WILLIAM CONGREVE Witwoud woman Zara ΙΟ
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Pagina 46 - And just abandoning the ungrateful stage : Unprofitably kept at Heaven's expense, 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 46 - That your least praise, is to be regular. Time, place and action may with pains be wrought, But genius must be born, and never can be taught. This is your portion, this your native store : Heaven, that but once was prodigal before, To Shakespeare gave as much ; she could not give him more. Maintain your post : that's all the fame you need ; For 'tis impossible you should proceed. Already I am worn with cares and age, And just abandoning th...
Pagina 44 - But what we gained in skill we lost in strength. Our builders were with want of genius curst ; The second temple was not like the first ; Till you, the best Vitruvius, come at length, Our beauties equal, but excel our strength.
Pagina 357 - Ah, madam, there was a time! — but let it be forgotten — I confess I have deservedly forfeited the high place I once held of sighing at your feet. Nay, kill me not, by turning from me in disdain.
Pagina 332 - Mirabell, don't let us be familiar or fond, nor kiss before folks, like my Lady Fadler and Sir Francis: nor go to Hyde Park together the first Sunday in a new chariot to provoke eyes and whispers, and then never to be seen there together again, as if we were proud of one another the first week, and ashamed of one another for ever after.
Pagina 390 - How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof, By its own weight made steadfast and immovable, Looking tranquillity. It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Pagina 316 - Well, an illiterate man's my aversion; I wonder at the impudence of any illiterate man to offer to make love.
Pagina 328 - Daunted, no. that's not it, it is not so much for that — for if so be that I set on't, I'll do't. But only for the present, 'tis sufficient 'till further acquaintance, that's all — your servant. Mrs.
Pagina 280 - Tis no matter for that, his wit will excuse that. A wit should no more be sincere than a woman constant: one argues a decay of parts, as t'other of beauty.
Pagina 45 - That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular. Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, But genius must be born, and never can be taught.