The provok'd husband, by Sir J. Vanbrugh and C. Cibber. The conscious lovers, by Sir R. Steele. The good-natured man, by O. Goldsmith. A word to the wise, by H. Kelly. The clandestine marriage, by G. Coleman and D. GarrickJames Plumptre F. Hodson, 1812 |
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... never saw any passion take so natural a possession of an actor , or any actor take so tender a possession of his auditors fessed by every body to have The Character in this play called to London called Sir John Loverule . + In Lord ...
... never saw any passion take so natural a possession of an actor , or any actor take so tender a possession of his auditors fessed by every body to have The Character in this play called to London called Sir John Loverule . + In Lord ...
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... never govern me : though , in some cases , in- deed , custom is the proper law of wise men . Lady T. Nay , then , my Lord , ' tis time for me to observe the laws of prudence . Lord T. I wish I could see an instance of it . Lady T. You ...
... never govern me : though , in some cases , in- deed , custom is the proper law of wise men . Lady T. Nay , then , my Lord , ' tis time for me to observe the laws of prudence . Lord T. I wish I could see an instance of it . Lady T. You ...
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... never like to agree , I find . Lady G. Don't be positive , brother- -I am afraid we are both of a mind already . [ Aside . ] And do you , at this rate , ever hope to be married , Mr. Manly ? Man . Never , madam , till I can meet with a ...
... never like to agree , I find . Lady G. Don't be positive , brother- -I am afraid we are both of a mind already . [ Aside . ] And do you , at this rate , ever hope to be married , Mr. Manly ? Man . Never , madam , till I can meet with a ...
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... never ha ' got hither . Well , and how do you do , measter ? -I beg pardon for my bawldness- did not see ' at his honour was here . -I Lord T. Mr. Moody , your servant : I am glad to see you in London : I hope all the good family is ...
... never ha ' got hither . Well , and how do you do , measter ? -I beg pardon for my bawldness- did not see ' at his honour was here . -I Lord T. Mr. Moody , your servant : I am glad to see you in London : I hope all the good family is ...
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... never trouble thy head ; his pay is as good as the Bank - Why , he has above two thousand a - year . Moth . Alas - a - day , that's nothing ! your people of ten thousand a - year , have ten thousand things to do with it . Count Bas ...
... never trouble thy head ; his pay is as good as the Bank - Why , he has above two thousand a - year . Moth . Alas - a - day , that's nothing ! your people of ten thousand a - year , have ten thousand things to do with it . Count Bas ...
Términos y frases comunes
Betty Bevil Cant character Cimb Cimberton Comedy Conscious Lovers Count Bas cousin Croak Croaker daughter dear Enter Exeunt Exit Fanny father favour fortune Garrick gentleman girl give happiness hear heart Heidel Heidelberg Honeyw Honeywood honour hope humour Humph husband Isab Jenny Lady G Lady Grace Lady Wrong Leont letter Lofty Lord Ogle Lord Ogleby Lordship lover Lovew Lovewell madam Maid Manly marriage marry matter merit mind Miss Dor Miss Dormer Miss Mon Miss Montagu Miss Rich Miss Richland Miss Sterl Miss Willoughby mistress Moody morning Moth Myrt Myrtle never obliged Oliv passion Phil play pray racter SCENE Seal Sealand sentiments servant shew Sir Fran Sir Francis Sir George Sir John sister speak Stoops to Conquer suppose sure tell there's thing tion Townly Trusty Villars wife woman young
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Página 252 - And coxcombs, alike in their failings alone, Adopting his portraits, are pleas'd with their own. Say, where has our poet this malady caught ? Or wherefore his characters thus without fault ? Say, was it that vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues, and finding them few, Quite sick of pursuing each troublesome elf, He grew lazy at last, and drew from himself.
Página 20 - Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.
Página 261 - Th' offended burgess hoards his angry tale, For that blest year when all that vote may rail; Their schemes of spite the poet's foes dismiss, Till that glad night, when all that hate may hiss. This day the powder'd curls and golden coat, Says swelling Crispin, begg'da cobbler's vote. This night, our wit, the pert apprentice cries, Lies at my feet, I hiss him, and he dies.
Página 359 - This night presents a play, which public rage, Or right or wrong, once hooted from the stage : From zeal or malice now no more we dread, For English vengeance wars not with the dead, A generous foe regards with pitying eye The man whom fate has laid where all must lie. To wit, reviving from its author's dust, Be kind, ye judges, or at least be just : Let no renewed hostilities invade Th' oblivious grave's inviolable shade.
Página 523 - Fear nothing ; we know the worst ; it will only bring on our catastrophe a little too soon — but Betty might fancy this noise — she's in the conspiracy, and can make a man a mouse at any time. Betty. I can distinguish a man from a mouse as well as my betters — I'm sorry you think so ill of me, sir.
Página 475 - She was particular. — The eldest, my nephew's lady, will be a most valuable wife ; she has all the vulgar spirits of her father and aunt, happily blended with the termagant qualities of her deceased mother. — Some peppermint water, Brush — How happy is it...
Página 478 - Here's Mounseer now, I suppose, is pretty near your lordship's standing; but having little to eat, and little to spend, in his own country, he'll wear three of your lordship out — eating and drinking kills us all. Lord Ogle. Very pleasant, I protest. — What a vulgar dog ! (Aside Canton. My lor
Página 188 - Quality ? attended, dress'd, and lodg'd like one; in my Appearance abroad, and my Furniture at home, every way in the most sumptuous manner, and he that does it has an Artifice, a Design in it ? Isab.
Página 118 - ... of scandal : and as I am conscious, severities of this kind seldom fail of imputations too gross to mention, I here, before you both, acquit her of the least suspicion raised against the honour of my bed. Therefore, when abroad her conduct may be questioned, do her fame that justice. Lady T. Oh, sister! [Turns to Lady Grace weeping. Lord T. When I am spoken of, where without favour this action may be canvassed, relate but half my provocations, and give me up to censure.
Página 256 - Whether, indeed, we take him as a poet, — as a comic writer, — or as an historian, he stands in the first class.