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Abrahamides arms BERN better bring brother Bruin Captain coat comes court Daph daughter dear death doubt dress Enter Exeunt Exit eyes fair fate father fear fellow fortune Fran GEORGE CRUIKSHANK give hand hanged happy hast hath head hear heart HEEL hold honour hope husband I'll Katharine keep KING ladies leave Lint live Lockit look Lord Lucy madam major married master means meet Miss never night original peace Peach piece play pleasure Polly poor pretty QUEEN ROGER SCENE Sir Jacob SNEAK soon speak stage stand stay stockings sure sweet Tailors tell thee thing thou thought Thumb true turn wench wife woman
Сторінка 21 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land, To watch the night in storms, the day in cold, Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe; And craves no other tribute at thy hands But love, fair looks and true obedience; Too little payment for so great a debt.
Сторінка 1 - I will be master of what is mine own : She is my goods, my chattels ; she is my house, My household stuff, my field, my barn, My horse, my ox, my ass, my any thing ; And here she stands, touch her whoever dare ; I'll bring mine action on the proudest he That stops my way in Padua.
Сторінка 33 - Dr. Swift had been observing once to Mr. Gay what an odd pretty sort of a thing a Newgate Pastoral might make. Gay was inclined to try at such a thing for some time; but afterwards thought it would be better to write a comedy on the same plan. This was what gave rise to the Beggar's Opera.
Сторінка 39 - Through all the employments of life, Each neighbour abuses his brother ; Whore and rogue, they call husband and wife : All professions be-rogue one another. The priest calls the lawyer a cheat : ( The lawyer be-knaves the divine : ! And the statesman, because he's so great, Thinks his trade as honest as mine.
Сторінка 49 - Our Polly is a sad slut! nor heeds what we have taught her. I wonder any man alive will ever rear a daughter! For she must have both hoods and gowns, and hoops to swell her pride, With scarfs and stays, and gloves and lace ; and she will have men beside ; And when she's drest with care and cost, all-tempting, fine and gay, As men should serve a Cowcumber, she flings herself away.
Сторінка 12 - Let us drink and sport to-day, Ours is not to-morrow. Love with youth flies swift away, Age is nought but Sorrow. Dance and sing, Time's on the Wing. Life never knows the Return of Spring.
Сторінка 36 - Which way shall I turn me ? how can I decide ? Wives, the day of our death, are as fond as a bride. One wife is too much for most husbands to hear, But two at a time there's no mortal can bear.
Сторінка 11 - I must have women. There is nothing unbends the mind like them. Money is not so strong a cordial for the time. — Drawer. — (Enter DRAWER.) Is the Porter gone for all the ladies, according to my directions?