A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments, Performed on the British Stage, Том 5S. Doig, 1792 |
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... better , Frank ; did you ? Bates . O yes , rather better forty years ago . Whit . What , when I was at Merchant Taylor's School ? Bates . At Lincoln's Inn , Tom . Whit . It can't be - I never difguife my age , and next February I fhall ...
... better , Frank ; did you ? Bates . O yes , rather better forty years ago . Whit . What , when I was at Merchant Taylor's School ? Bates . At Lincoln's Inn , Tom . Whit . It can't be - I never difguife my age , and next February I fhall ...
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... better - hah - who's afraid ? If I had not lately married one , I should have been at death's door by this time - hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! Whit . Thank , thank you , friend ! -I was coming to advise with you — I am got into the pond again ...
... better - hah - who's afraid ? If I had not lately married one , I should have been at death's door by this time - hugh ! hugh ! hugh ! Whit . Thank , thank you , friend ! -I was coming to advise with you — I am got into the pond again ...
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... better , fay I. Wid . When the wind changes , I have no brogue at all , at all . But come , Mr. Whittol , don't let us be vulgar and talk of our poor relations : It is impoffible to be in this metropolis of London , and have any thought ...
... better , fay I. Wid . When the wind changes , I have no brogue at all , at all . But come , Mr. Whittol , don't let us be vulgar and talk of our poor relations : It is impoffible to be in this metropolis of London , and have any thought ...
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... better * and the more danger , the more honour : I spake from heart . my Whit . And fo do I from mine , Madam . [ Sighs . Wid . But don't let us think of future pleasure , and . neglect the present fatisfaction . My mantua - maker is ...
... better * and the more danger , the more honour : I spake from heart . my Whit . And fo do I from mine , Madam . [ Sighs . Wid . But don't let us think of future pleasure , and . neglect the present fatisfaction . My mantua - maker is ...
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... better for it . My Ne- phew half mad ; myself half married ; and no remedy for either of us . Enter Servant . Ser . Sir Patrick O'Neale is come to wait upon you would you please to see him ? Whit . By all means , the very perfon I ...
... better for it . My Ne- phew half mad ; myself half married ; and no remedy for either of us . Enter Servant . Ser . Sir Patrick O'Neale is come to wait upon you would you please to see him ? Whit . By all means , the very perfon I ...
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Afide Ailwou'd Bates becauſe Betty bleffing Brag Brit brother Brownlow Buffora Cimon Clod Colonel Conft Coup Damaris Daph dear defire devil Dragon Enter Exeunt Exit fafe faid fame father fervant fhall fhould fifter fince firrah fome foon ftill fuch fure fwear fweet gentleman give Goofe hear heart himſelf honour houfe houſe huſband Jenny kifs Lady Laft laſt Lavinio Lord Madam mafter marry Mifs miſtreſs Molly moſt muft muſt myſelf Neph never Ormf paffion Patrick O'Neale pleaſe pleaſure pray prefent reafon ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe Simon Sir Geo Sir Hec Sir Hector Sir Peter Sir Wil ſpeak tell thee thefe there's theſe thing thou thouſand Trap Trapolin Warb Weal what's Whit Wife wou'd yourſelf Zounds
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Сторінка 50 - Twelve months are gone and over, And nine long tedious days ; Why didst thou...
Сторінка 115 - A better fure a table ne'er was put on : Ay, that might be, ye cry, with thofe poor fouls; But we ne'er had a rafher for the coals. And d'ye deferve it ? How d'ye fpend your days ? In paftimes, prodigality, and plays ! Let's go fee...
Сторінка 50 - How can they say that nature Has nothing made in vain ; Why then, beneath the water, Should hideous rocks remain ? No eyes the rocks discover That lurk beneath the deep, To wreck the wandering lover, And leave the maid to weep.
Сторінка 58 - Thou peerless knight of these woods ; Do but slay this dragon, who won't leave us a rag on, We'll give thee all our goods.
Сторінка 60 - Tho' their strength it was great, their skill it was neat, They never had one wound. At length the hard earth began to quake, The dragon gave him...
Сторінка 50 - TwAs when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclin'd. Wide o'er the foaming billows She cast a wistful look ; Her head was crown'd with willows, That trembled o'er the brook. Twelve months are gone and over, And nine long tedious days. Why...
Сторінка 57 - OLD stories tell, how Hercules A dragon slew at Lerna, With seven heads, and fourteen eyes, To see and well discern-a : But he had a club, this dragon to drub, Or he had ne'er done it, I warrant ye : But More of More-hall, with nothing at all, He slew the dragon of Wantley.
Сторінка 98 - Well, young man, and what do you think will be the end of all this ? Here I have received, by the laft mail, a quire of your draughts from abroad.
Сторінка 90 - And never once call'd upon old Cole. No, no, I am worn out, thrown by and forgotten, like a tatter'd garment, as Mr. Squintum fays.
Сторінка 93 - byrinth, and nobody to show me the road. One time I thought of dying a Roman, which is truly a comfortable communion enough for one of us ; but it would not do. Sir Geo. Why not? Mrs Cole.