Rule a Wife and Have a Wife: A ComedyJ. Bell, 1777 - 66 Seiten |
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... tyrant king , that languishing Hears his fad bell , and fees his mourners ? Do I Bear all this bravely , and muft fink at length Under a woman's falfehood ? Oh , that boy , That curfed boy ! None but a villain boy , To wrong me with ...
... tyrant king , that languishing Hears his fad bell , and fees his mourners ? Do I Bear all this bravely , and muft fink at length Under a woman's falfehood ? Oh , that boy , That curfed boy ! None but a villain boy , To wrong me with ...
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... tyrant . My daughter and Bellario too declare , Were he to die , that they would both die with him . Oh , run , dear friend , and bring the lord Philafter ; Speak him fair ; call him prince ; do him all The courtely you can ; commend me ...
... tyrant . My daughter and Bellario too declare , Were he to die , that they would both die with him . Oh , run , dear friend , and bring the lord Philafter ; Speak him fair ; call him prince ; do him all The courtely you can ; commend me ...
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... tyrant , And a philofopher alfo , and finds out reafons . Mar. I'll have my cellar lock'd , no fchool kept there , Nor no discovery . I'll turn my drunkards , Such as are understanding in their draughts , And difpute learnedly the whys ...
... tyrant , And a philofopher alfo , and finds out reafons . Mar. I'll have my cellar lock'd , no fchool kept there , Nor no discovery . I'll turn my drunkards , Such as are understanding in their draughts , And difpute learnedly the whys ...
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... tyrant seeks it out For ruin , happy , happy were that state , Beyond the golden fable of those pure And earliest ages- — -Wherefore this , good Heav'n ? Is it of fate , that who affumes a crown Throws off humanity ? Arn . So Cristiern ...
... tyrant seeks it out For ruin , happy , happy were that state , Beyond the golden fable of those pure And earliest ages- — -Wherefore this , good Heav'n ? Is it of fate , that who affumes a crown Throws off humanity ? Arn . So Cristiern ...
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... and gafping patriots . The tyrant fpoke , and his licentious band Of blood - train'd ministry were loos'd to ruin , Invention wanton'd in the toil of infants Stabb'd Stabb'd on the breast , or reeking on the points 12 GUSTAVUS VAS A.
... and gafping patriots . The tyrant fpoke , and his licentious band Of blood - train'd ministry were loos'd to ruin , Invention wanton'd in the toil of infants Stabb'd Stabb'd on the breast , or reeking on the points 12 GUSTAVUS VAS A.
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Aladin Algiers Altea art thou Arvida Barb Barbaroffa Bellario blood brave breaſt Conftantia Crift Criftina curfe Dalecarlia dare dear death Dion doft Don John Duke Eftif elfe Enter Ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit fafe father fave fear fervant fhall fhould fince firſt flave fleep fome foul fpeak Fred Frederick ftill fuch fure fweet fword Gent gentleman Guftavus hafte hath heart heav'n himſelf honour houfe houſe huſband Irene Juan King lady Leon Lord Madam moſt muft muſt myſelf ne'er noble o'er Othman paffion Petr Petruchio Pharamond Philafter pleaſe pleaſure pow'r pray prefent prince reafon rife Sadi Selim ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtill Sweden tell thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou art thouſand Thra Troll Trollio tyrant virtue whofe wife woman wou'd Zaph Zaphira
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Seite 13 - I thank you, A little troubles me : the least touch for it, Had but my breeches got it, it had contented me.
Seite 60 - Your worth and virtue ; and, as I did grow More and more apprehensive,* I did thirst To see the man so prais'd. But yet all this Was but a maiden-longing, to be lost As soon as found ; till, sitting in my window, Printing my thoughts in lawn, I saw a god, I thought, (but it was you,) enter our gates. My blood flew out and back again, as fast As I had puff'd...
Seite 25 - tis so ; and when time is full, That thou hast well discharged this heavy trust, Laid on so weak a one, I will again With joy receive thee ; as I live, I will ; Nay, weep not, gentle boy ; 'tis more than time Thou didst attend the princess.
Seite 18 - Shrink not, worthy sir, But add your father to you : In whose name, We'll waken all the gods, and conjure up The rods of vengeance, the abused people ; Who, like to raging torrents, shall swell high, And so begirt the dens of these male-dragons, That, through the strongest safety, they shall beg For mercy at your sword's point.
Seite 24 - twere no worse : ye talk of revelations ; I have got a revelation will reveal me An arrant coxcomb whilst I live. Fred. What is't? Thou hast lost nothing ! John. No, I have got, I tell thee. Fred, What hast thou got ? John. One of the infantry, a child. Fred. How ! John. A chopping child, man ! Fred. Give you joy, sir. John. A lump of lewdness, Frederick ; that's the truth on't.
Seite 40 - 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.
Seite 52 - Alas, my lord, my life is not a thing Worthy your noble thoughts ! 'tis not a life, 'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
Seite 25 - But since I am to part with you, my lord, And none knows whether I shall live to do More service for you...
Seite 27 - Thou art not capable of other grief; Thy brows and cheeks are smooth as waters be, When no [b]reath troubles them: believe me boy, Care seeks out wrinkled brows, and hollow eyes, And builds himself caves to abide in them.
Seite 40 - And laugh'd upon it, made it but a mirth, And flung it by? Do I live now like him, Under this tyrant King, that languishing Hears his sad bell and sees his mourners? Do I Bear all this bravely, and must sink at length Under a woman's falsehood?