A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments, Performed on the British Stage, Том 2S. Doig, 1792 |
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... last expedition to Houn- flow , that day's work carried off Major Moloffas . Bun- hill - fields never faw a braver commander ! He was an irreparable lofs to the fervice . Sir Jac . How came that about ? Maj . Why , it was partly the ...
... last expedition to Houn- flow , that day's work carried off Major Moloffas . Bun- hill - fields never faw a braver commander ! He was an irreparable lofs to the fervice . Sir Jac . How came that about ? Maj . Why , it was partly the ...
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... last week for a couple of baftards . Maj . Well done , Mafter Matthew - but pray now , Sir Jacob- [ Mob without , buzza ! Sir Jac . What's the matter now , Roger ? Enter Roger . Rog . The electors defire to know if your worship has any ...
... last week for a couple of baftards . Maj . Well done , Mafter Matthew - but pray now , Sir Jacob- [ Mob without , buzza ! Sir Jac . What's the matter now , Roger ? Enter Roger . Rog . The electors defire to know if your worship has any ...
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... last with fuch a noodle as he ! Sneak . Ay , and glad enough you could catch me : you know you was pretty near your last legs . Mrs. Sneak . Was there ever such a confident cur ? My laft legs ! Why , all the country knows , I could have ...
... last with fuch a noodle as he ! Sneak . Ay , and glad enough you could catch me : you know you was pretty near your last legs . Mrs. Sneak . Was there ever such a confident cur ? My laft legs ! Why , all the country knows , I could have ...
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... last still labours ! Lady . Heyday ! what impudent ballad - finging rogue is that , who dares wake me out of my fleep ? I'll have you flea'd , you rascal . Job . What a pox , does she talk in her fleep ? or is she drunk ftill ? [ Sings ...
... last still labours ! Lady . Heyday ! what impudent ballad - finging rogue is that , who dares wake me out of my fleep ? I'll have you flea'd , you rascal . Job . What a pox , does she talk in her fleep ? or is she drunk ftill ? [ Sings ...
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... ; no linen ever was so fine . -What a gay filken robe have I got ? O heav'n ! I dream ! -Yet if this be a dream , I would not wish to D 3 wake wake again . - Sure I died last night , AR II . 77 THE WIVES METAMORPHOS'D .
... ; no linen ever was so fine . -What a gay filken robe have I got ? O heav'n ! I dream ! -Yet if this be a dream , I would not wish to D 3 wake wake again . - Sure I died last night , AR II . 77 THE WIVES METAMORPHOS'D .
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Сторінка 6 - Major made a fine disposition : on we marched, the men all in high spirits, to attack the gibbet where Gardel is hanging ; but turning down a narrow lane to the left, as it might be about there, in order to possess a pigsty, that we might take the gallows in flank, and at all events secure a retreat, who should come by but a drove of fat oxen for Smithfield...
Сторінка 150 - Countess of Crumple's, and the tall man's, this morning My dear Miss Godfrey, what trouble I have had to get you out ! Why, child, you are as tedious as a long morning. — Do you know, now, that of all places of public rendezvous I honour the Park ? — forty thousand million of times preferable to the play-house ! Don't you think so, my dear ? 1H.
Сторінка 147 - Some would have me turn player, and others methodift preacher ; but as I had no money to build me a tabernacle, I did not think it could...
Сторінка 14 - For the matter of that, we can afford it well enough as it is. BRUIN. And how do you know that? Who told you as much, Mrs. Mixen ? I hope I know the world better than to trust my concerns with a wife : no, no, thank you for that, Mrs. Jane. MRS.
Сторінка 24 - Well, I like it so well, that I hope to see one every year. Bruin. Do you ? Why then you will be damnably bit ; you may take your leave, I can tell you ; for this is the last you shall see.
Сторінка 2 - Then let him bring out the turkey and chine, and be sure there is plenty of mustard ; and, d'ye hear, Roger, do you stand yourself at the gate, and be careful who you let in. Rog. I will, Sir Jacob. [Exit ROGE«.
Сторінка 28 - Why, has not he gone and made himself the fool of the fair? Mayor of Garratt indeed ! ecod, I could trample him under my feet. Sneak. Nay, why should you grudge me my purfarment?
Сторінка 26 - I like; and I'll have a bit of the brown. Bruin. Bravo, brother ! Sneak, the day's your own ! Sneak. An't it ! Vhy, I did not think it vas in me : shall I tell her all I know ? Bruin. Every thing; у ли see she is struck dumb.
Сторінка 3 - We must take things rough and smooth as they run. Lint. Indeed, I have a very hard bargain. Sir Jac. No such matter ; we are, neighbour Lint, a little better instructed.
Сторінка 20 - Primmer is a man for my money ; a man of learning, that can lay down the law : why, adzooks, he is wise enough to puzzle the parson ; and then, how you have heard him oration at the Adam and Eve of a Saturday night, about Russia and Prussia. 'Ecod, George Gage, the exciseman, is nothing at all to un.