Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, Volume 28and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797 |
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Pagina 103
... tear your eyes out , and tread you under my feet.- Sir P. Why , what's the matter now ? Good lord , what's all this for ? Pooh , here's a joke indeed- Why , where ' s my wife ? Lady T. With Careless , in the close arbour ; he may want ...
... tear your eyes out , and tread you under my feet.- Sir P. Why , what's the matter now ? Good lord , what's all this for ? Pooh , here's a joke indeed- Why , where ' s my wife ? Lady T. With Careless , in the close arbour ; he may want ...
Pagina 81
... tears- [ She goes and hangs upon his neck , and kisses him . Bellmour kisses her hand behind Fondlewife's back . So , a few soft words , and a kiss , and the good man melts . See how kind nature works , and boils over in him . Laet ...
... tears- [ She goes and hangs upon his neck , and kisses him . Bellmour kisses her hand behind Fondlewife's back . So , a few soft words , and a kiss , and the good man melts . See how kind nature works , and boils over in him . Laet ...
Pagina 93
... tears me ! — Death ! Shall I own my shame , or wittingly let him go and whore my wife ? No , that's insupportable- Oh , Sharper ! Sharp . How , now ? Heart . Oh , I am - marry'd . Sharp . Now , hold spleen . [ Aside . ] Marry'd ! Heart ...
... tears me ! — Death ! Shall I own my shame , or wittingly let him go and whore my wife ? No , that's insupportable- Oh , Sharper ! Sharp . How , now ? Heart . Oh , I am - marry'd . Sharp . Now , hold spleen . [ Aside . ] Marry'd ! Heart ...
Pagina 11
... thy pains will yield To cold philosophy . Cliff . No. - Wouldst thou ease The tortur'd wretch , thou must sit down beside him , Shed tear for tear ; in sympathizing silence List to the tale which sorrow loves to tell , HENRY II. ...
... thy pains will yield To cold philosophy . Cliff . No. - Wouldst thou ease The tortur'd wretch , thou must sit down beside him , Shed tear for tear ; in sympathizing silence List to the tale which sorrow loves to tell , HENRY II. ...
Pagina 20
... tears mine eyes have shed , For your injurious treatment ; and , even now , Would you but bid your just resentment cool , I think the wish'd occasion is at hand , That gratifies your most enlarg'd desire . Queen . Thy words are balsam ...
... tears mine eyes have shed , For your injurious treatment ; and , even now , Would you but bid your just resentment cool , I think the wish'd occasion is at hand , That gratifies your most enlarg'd desire . Queen . Thy words are balsam ...
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Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English ..., Volume 28 Volledige weergave - 1797 |
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Abbot agad Araminta arms art thou Bell Bellmour Bless Bluff breast Brisk Careless charms Cliff confess Crete crimes Cynthia dear death devil egad Enter Ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes father fear Fond fool give gods grief guilt hath hear heart Heartwell Heaven Henry Henry's Hippolitus honour hope incest Ismena King kiss Lady F Lady Froth Lady Plyant ladyship Laet laugh letter look lord Lord Harry lov'd Lucy Lycon madam marry Mask Maskwell Mellefont Minos never o'er passion Phad Phaed Phædra pity pow'rs Pr'ythee Queen rage revenge Rosa Rosamond Sharp Sharper shew sighs Sir Jos Sir Joseph Sir Paul soul speak swear sword tears tell thee there's Theseus thing thou art thou hast thought TOUCHWOOD Vainlove vengeance villain virtue what's wife WILLIAM CONGREVE wretched youth
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Pagina 43 - I know love is powerful, and nobody can help his passion. 'Tis not your fault; nor, I swear, it is not mine. How can I help it, if I have charms? And how can you help it, if you are made a captive? I swear it is pity it should be a fault. But my honour, — well, but your honour, too — but the sin! — well, but the necessity — O Lord, here's somebody coming, I dare not stay.
Pagina 10 - Though with some short parenthesis between, High on the throne of wit, and seated there. Not mine — that's little — but thy laurel wear. Thy first attempt an early promise made: That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular.
Pagina 11 - 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 66 - Ay, charioteer does better. Into the dairy he descends, And there his whipping and his driving ends; There he's secure from danger of a bilk, His fare is paid him, and he sets in milk. For Susan you know, is Thetis, and so BRISK. Incomparable well and proper, egad — but I have one exception to make — don't you think bilk — (I know it's good rhyme) — but don't you think BILK and FARE too like a hackney coachman?
Pagina 65 - Then, I don't say the sun shines all the day, but that he peeps now and then ; yet he does shine all the day too, you know, though we don't see him.
Pagina 19 - 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, the consequence was thus: she omitted nothing that the most violent love could urge or tender words express, which when she saw had no effect, but still I pleaded honour and nearness of blood to my uncle, then came the storm...
Pagina 7 - ... her fondness and impatience of his absence by choosing a lover as like him as she can, and what is unlike she may help out with her own fancy.
Pagina 10 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless Consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
Pagina 38 - Tis my honour that is concerned, and the violation was intended to me. Your honour! You have none but what is in my keeping, and I can dispose of it when I please: therefore don't provoke me.
Pagina 57 - BARNABY.] and, in the mean time, I will reason with myself Tell me, Isaac, why art thee jealous ? Why art thee distrustful of the wife of thy bosom ? — Because she is young and vigorous, and I am old and impotent — Then why didst thee marry, Isaac ? — Because she. was beautiful and tempting, and because I was obstinate and doting ; so that my inclination was, and is still, greater than my power And will not that which tempted thee also tempt others, who will tempt her, Isaac?