Bell's British Theatre, Том 18John Bell J. Bell, 1797 |
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... pinx Thornthwaite jout allss CHAPMAN as AUGUSTA AUBREY , I have no Friend or in this World .. refuge London . Printed for J.Bell , British Library . Strand Jan 19 1793- THE FASHIONABLE LOVERS Lord Abb , Ay , there she.
... pinx Thornthwaite jout allss CHAPMAN as AUGUSTA AUBREY , I have no Friend or in this World .. refuge London . Printed for J.Bell , British Library . Strand Jan 19 1793- THE FASHIONABLE LOVERS Lord Abb , Ay , there she.
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John Bell. THE FASHIONABLE LOVERS Lord Abb , Ay , there she is ! – How pensive is that posture ! Act 1 . Metz del . Leney Sculp London Printed for J Bell , British Library , Strand , Jan 12 1793 . THE FASHIONABLE LOVER . COMEDY , BY ...
John Bell. THE FASHIONABLE LOVERS Lord Abb , Ay , there she is ! – How pensive is that posture ! Act 1 . Metz del . Leney Sculp London Printed for J Bell , British Library , Strand , Jan 12 1793 . THE FASHIONABLE LOVER . COMEDY , BY ...
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... lord this day give grand entertain . ment to very grand company ; tous les maccaroni below stairs , et toutee la ... Abb . Colin , see that covers are laid for four- and - twenty , and a supper served at twelve in the great eating parlour .
... lord this day give grand entertain . ment to very grand company ; tous les maccaroni below stairs , et toutee la ... Abb . Colin , see that covers are laid for four- and - twenty , and a supper served at twelve in the great eating parlour .
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... Lord Abb . What , fellow , would you have me starve my guests ? Colin . Troth , an you don't , they'll go nigh to starve you . Lord Abb . Let me hear no more of this , Colin Macleod ; I took you for my servant , not for my adviser ...
... Lord Abb . What , fellow , would you have me starve my guests ? Colin . Troth , an you don't , they'll go nigh to starve you . Lord Abb . Let me hear no more of this , Colin Macleod ; I took you for my servant , not for my adviser ...
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... Lord Abb . A truce , good cynick : pr'ythee now get thee up stairs , and take my place ; the ladies will be glad of ... Lord Abberville , you must excuse me . Lord Abb . Out on thee , unconformable being : thou art a traitor to society ...
... Lord Abb . A truce , good cynick : pr'ythee now get thee up stairs , and take my place ; the ladies will be glad of ... Lord Abberville , you must excuse me . Lord Abb . Out on thee , unconformable being : thou art a traitor to society ...
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Сторінка 87 - With a feigned pilgrimage, and dressed myself In habit of a boy ; and, for I knew My birth no match for you, I was past hope Of having you ; and, understanding well That when I made discovery of my sex I could not stay with you, I made a vow, By all the most religious things a maid Could call together, never to be known...
Сторінка 57 - I' the morning with you, and at night behind you Past and forgotten ; how your vows are frosts, Fast for a night, and with the next sun gone ; How you are, being taken all together, A mere confusion, and so dead a chaos, That love cannot distinguish. These sad texts, Till my last hour, I am bound to utter of you. So, farewell all my woe, all my delight ! [Exit, Are.
Сторінка 48 - Methinks, your words Fall not from off your tongue so evenly, Nor is there in your looks that quietness, That I was wont to see. Phi. Thou art decfi\ed, boy : And she strokes thy head ? Bel.
Сторінка 57 - Now you may take that little right I have To this poor kingdom. Give it to your joy; For I have no joy in it. Some far place, Where never womankind durst set her foot For " bursting with her poisons, must I seek, And live to curse you; There dig a cave, and preach to birds and beasts What woman is, and help to save them from you...
Сторінка 72 - Higher than hills of earth, and lend a voice Loud as your thunder to me, that from thence I may discourse to all the under-world The worth that dwells in him ! Pha. How's this?
Сторінка 75 - I shall be shut from Heaven, as now from earth, If you continue so. I am a man False to a pair of the most trusty ones That ever earth bore; can it bear us all? Forgive, and leave me. But the King hath sent To call me to my death: oh, shew it me, And then forget me!
Сторінка 24 - CLE. How do you, worthy sir? PHI. Well, very well; And so well that, if the King please, I find I may live many years. DION. The King must please, Whilst we know what you are and who you are, Your wrongs and virtues.
Сторінка 116 - Now, the doctor purposes we should all come thither in our habits, and, when the rooms are full, we may steal up into his chamber, he says, and there crack he'll give us all canonical commission to go to-bed together.
Сторінка 37 - Hadst thou a curst master when thou went'st to school ? Thou art not capable of other grief ; Thy brows and cheeks are smooth as waters be When no breath troubles them. Believe me, boy, Care seeks out wrinkled brows and hollow eyes, And builds himself caves, to abide in them.
Сторінка 51 - em false, as were my hopes, I cannot urge thee further. But thou wert To blame to injure me, for I must love Thy honest looks, and take no revenge upon Thy tender youth : A love from me to thee Is firm, whate'er thou dost.