A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments Performed on the British Stage ...C. Elliot, 1788 |
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... hold , hold , no - I have it - Step first to Sir Greg.'s , then pop in at Lord Brentford's juft as the company are going to dinner . Serv . What fhall I fay to Sir Gregory ? Sir Luke . Any thing - what I told you before . Serv . And ...
... hold , hold , no - I have it - Step first to Sir Greg.'s , then pop in at Lord Brentford's juft as the company are going to dinner . Serv . What fhall I fay to Sir Gregory ? Sir Luke . Any thing - what I told you before . Serv . And ...
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... hold of your fpirits . Mrs Cir . What disappointment , my dear ? Col. Mrs Simper hints at the little mistake made this morning at the Thatch'd Houfe . Mrs Cir . That ! ridiculous ! I could have told you that a fortnight ago , child ...
... hold of your fpirits . Mrs Cir . What disappointment , my dear ? Col. Mrs Simper hints at the little mistake made this morning at the Thatch'd Houfe . Mrs Cir . That ! ridiculous ! I could have told you that a fortnight ago , child ...
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... hold - I hope no gentleman has been touch'd on both fides . All . Oh ! fye ! Sir Luke . Let filence be call'd . Mrs Sim . Silence in the court ! Sir Luke . But ftop . To be regular , and provide for fresh causes , we must take no notice ...
... hold - I hope no gentleman has been touch'd on both fides . All . Oh ! fye ! Sir Luke . Let filence be call'd . Mrs Sim . Silence in the court ! Sir Luke . But ftop . To be regular , and provide for fresh causes , we must take no notice ...
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... ! for fhe has a prodigious affection for you at bottom - Was it my fault ? Serj . But what is there ferious in this ? do'ft think I mind fuch trifles ? Sir Luke . Hold your tongue , you fool , Sir 38 THE LAME LOVER .
... ! for fhe has a prodigious affection for you at bottom - Was it my fault ? Serj . But what is there ferious in this ? do'ft think I mind fuch trifles ? Sir Luke . Hold your tongue , you fool , Sir 38 THE LAME LOVER .
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Sir Luke . Hold your tongue , you fool , for a mo- ment - Then throwing her terefa afide - upon my foul fhe is prodigious fine every where here - Was it my fault ? Serj . My fault ! my fault ! I fee no fault in all this . Sir Luke ...
Sir Luke . Hold your tongue , you fool , for a mo- ment - Then throwing her terefa afide - upon my foul fhe is prodigious fine every where here - Was it my fault ? Serj . My fault ! my fault ! I fee no fault in all this . Sir Luke ...
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Сторінка 330 - BAYES. Why, thus, Sir; nothing so easy when understood. I take a book in my hand, either at home or elsewhere, for that's all one — if there be any wit in't, as there is no book but has some, I transverse it: that is, if it be prose, put it into verse (but that takes up some time), and if it be verse, put it into prose.
Сторінка 355 - Others may boast a single man to kill ; But I the blood of thousands daily spill. Let petty kings the names of parties know : Where'er I come, I slay both friend and foe. The swiftest horsemen my swift rage controls, And from their bodies drives their trembling souls.
Сторінка 351 - And from their bodies drives their trembling souls. If they had wings, and to the gods could fly, I would pursue and beat 'em through the sky ; And make proud Jove, with all his thunder, see This single arm more dreadful is than he.
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Сторінка 328 - ... to be private with in the afternoon, and sometimes see a play; where there are such things, Frank — such hideous, monstrous things — that it has almost made me forswear the stage and resolve to apply myself to the solid nonsense of your men of business, as the more ingenious pastime.
Сторінка 351 - BAYES. Go off! why, as they came on ; upon their legs : how should they go off? Why do you think the people here don't know they are not dead ? He is mighty ignorant, poor man; your friend here is very silly, Mr.