Bell's British Theatre, Том 18John Bell J. Bell, 1797 |
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... rich production of fanciful imagination . These Authors now and then flash forth with a burst of truth and nature - but no scene is unmixed with extravagance of sentiment , with passion eva- porating in conceit , with colloquy often ...
... rich production of fanciful imagination . These Authors now and then flash forth with a burst of truth and nature - but no scene is unmixed with extravagance of sentiment , with passion eva- porating in conceit , with colloquy often ...
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... rich ore in mines , the treasure lay , Yet still ' twas rich , and forms , at length , a play ; In which the bold compiler boasts no merit , But that his pains have sav'd your scenes of spirit . Not scenes that would a noisy joy impart ...
... rich ore in mines , the treasure lay , Yet still ' twas rich , and forms , at length , a play ; In which the bold compiler boasts no merit , But that his pains have sav'd your scenes of spirit . Not scenes that would a noisy joy impart ...
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... t mistake ) she has ten times more of the jade in her than she yet knows of : and she will so improve in AЯ 1 . this rich soil in a month , D iij 48 1 . 33 THE PROVOK'D HUSBAND . till he can hire a handsome house, fit for ...
... t mistake ) she has ten times more of the jade in her than she yet knows of : and she will so improve in AЯ 1 . this rich soil in a month , D iij 48 1 . 33 THE PROVOK'D HUSBAND . till he can hire a handsome house, fit for ...
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John Bell. AЯ 1 . this rich soil in a month , that she will visit all the la- dies that will let her into their houses ; and run in debt to all the shopkeepers that will let her into their books : in short , before her important spouse ...
John Bell. AЯ 1 . this rich soil in a month , that she will visit all the la- dies that will let her into their houses ; and run in debt to all the shopkeepers that will let her into their books : in short , before her important spouse ...
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... Count Bas . Is not that Master Richard ? Sir Fran . Ey , ey , that's young Hopeful - Why dost not baw , Dick ? ' Squ . Rich . So I do , feyther . Count Bas . Sir , I'm glad to see you 48 A & 11 . THE PROVOK'D HUSBAND .
... Count Bas . Is not that Master Richard ? Sir Fran . Ey , ey , that's young Hopeful - Why dost not baw , Dick ? ' Squ . Rich . So I do , feyther . Count Bas . Sir , I'm glad to see you 48 A & 11 . THE PROVOK'D HUSBAND .
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Arethusa Beaumont and Fletcher Bellario Bridge Bridgemore cann't Colin Colin Macleod Count Bas cousin daughter dear devil Dion Doctor DRUID Druid Exeunt Exit eyes fear fortune gentleman give Grey gude hand happiness hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hither honour hope hour husband innocent Jenny JOHN MOODY King Lady G Lady Grace Lady Sal Lady Wrong Lady Wronghead ladyship live look Lord Abb Lord Abberville Lord Sal Lord Salisbury madam maid Manly Miss Aubrey Moody Mort Mortimer Moth Motherly Myrtilla Napth never night on't Pharamond Philaster play pray prince princess Rich Salisbury SCENE servant shame shew Sir Fran Sir Francis speak sure tell thee there's thing thou art thought Thra troth Trusty twas Tyrrel virtue wife woman
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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.