A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments, Performed on the British Stage, Том 5S. Doig, 1792 |
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... pretty hungry dears , All together by the ears , Scrambling for a barley - cake :: Oh ! ' twould make one's heart to ake ! " Gub . This Dragon very modifh , fure , and nice.is ; What fhall we do in this difaft'rous crifis ? my Mar. A ...
... pretty hungry dears , All together by the ears , Scrambling for a barley - cake :: Oh ! ' twould make one's heart to ake ! " Gub . This Dragon very modifh , fure , and nice.is ; What fhall we do in this difaft'rous crifis ? my Mar. A ...
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... pretty lafs , All require a cheerful glafs : Every pleasure has its feason , Love and drinking are no treason . Zeno , & c . Enter Gubbins , Margery , Mauxalinda , and others . Chorus . O fave us all ! Moore of Moore.hall !. [ Kneeling ...
... pretty lafs , All require a cheerful glafs : Every pleasure has its feason , Love and drinking are no treason . Zeno , & c . Enter Gubbins , Margery , Mauxalinda , and others . Chorus . O fave us all ! Moore of Moore.hall !. [ Kneeling ...
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... pretty Mauxy , prithee don't be jealous : Maux . Dear me ! you men are fuch bewitching fellows You fteal into our hearts by fly degrees , Then make poor girls believe juft what you pleafe . AIR . Moore . By the beer as brown as berry ...
... pretty Mauxy , prithee don't be jealous : Maux . Dear me ! you men are fuch bewitching fellows You fteal into our hearts by fly degrees , Then make poor girls believe juft what you pleafe . AIR . Moore . By the beer as brown as berry ...
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... pretty near equal to my maf ter , I made him one of his own bows , and fet up . for myself . Sir Wil . You have been fuccefsful , I hope . Shift . Pretty well . I can't complain . My art , Sir , is a pale - par - tout . I feldom want ...
... pretty near equal to my maf ter , I made him one of his own bows , and fet up . for myself . Sir Wil . You have been fuccefsful , I hope . Shift . Pretty well . I can't complain . My art , Sir , is a pale - par - tout . I feldom want ...
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... pretty fel- lows , let ' em fay what they will . Here , Sir , they will vowel you , from father to fon , to the twentieth genera- tion . They would as foon now - a - days pay a tradefman's bill as a play debt . All fense of honour is ...
... pretty fel- lows , let ' em fay what they will . Here , Sir , they will vowel you , from father to fon , to the twentieth genera- tion . They would as foon now - a - days pay a tradefman's bill as a play debt . All fense of honour is ...
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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.