Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I. Bickerstaff[e |
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Was I deceiv'd , or did a sable cloud “ Turn forth her silver lining on the night ' I did
not err ; there does a sable cloud “ Turn forth her silver lining on the night , “ And
casts a gleam over this tufted grove . " I cannot halloo to my brothers , but Such ...
Was I deceiv'd , or did a sable cloud “ Turn forth her silver lining on the night ' I did
not err ; there does a sable cloud “ Turn forth her silver lining on the night , “ And
casts a gleam over this tufted grove . " I cannot halloo to my brothers , but Such ...
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... or four turns , but till his back be turn'd , And I am for you . Quickly , Dol . Sub .
Her grace Commends her kindly to you , master Dapper . Dap . I long to see her
grace . Sub . She now is set [ Exit Dol . 480 At dinner in her bed , and she has 80
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... or four turns , but till his back be turn'd , And I am for you . Quickly , Dol . Sub .
Her grace Commends her kindly to you , master Dapper . Dap . I long to see her
grace . Sub . She now is set [ Exit Dol . 480 At dinner in her bed , and she has 80
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Here , take away ; I'll walk a turn , and digest what I have read . Jer . You'll grow
devilish fat upon this paper diet ! [ Aside , and taking away the books . Val . And d'
ye heari go you to breakfast - There's a page doubled down in Epictetus , that is ...
Here , take away ; I'll walk a turn , and digest what I have read . Jer . You'll grow
devilish fat upon this paper diet ! [ Aside , and taking away the books . Val . And d'
ye heari go you to breakfast - There's a page doubled down in Epictetus , that is ...
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you can Mr. Scandal , for Heaven's sake , sir , try if dissuade him from turning
poet . Scand . Poet ! He shall turn soldier first , and ra . ther depend upon the
outside of his head , than the lining ! Why , what the devill has not your poverty
made ...
you can Mr. Scandal , for Heaven's sake , sir , try if dissuade him from turning
poet . Scand . Poet ! He shall turn soldier first , and ra . ther depend upon the
outside of his head , than the lining ! Why , what the devill has not your poverty
made ...
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remember my sweetheart , before I turn in ; mayhap I may dream of her ! Mrs. For
. Mr. Scandal , you had best go to bed , and dream too . Scand . Why , faith , I
have a good lively imagination ; and can dream as much to the purpose as
another ...
remember my sweetheart , before I turn in ; mayhap I may dream of her ! Mrs. For
. Mr. Scandal , you had best go to bed , and dream too . Scand . Why , faith , I
have a good lively imagination ; and can dream as much to the purpose as
another ...
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Alex Alexander arms beauty believe better body bring brother captain Clyt Clytus comes dear death doctor door Drug Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Face fair faith father fear fellow fool Foresight fortune give gods gone hand hast head hear heard heart Heaven hold honour hope hour husband I'll Jeremy keep king lady leave light live look lord madam marry master mean mind Miss morning nature never night once play pleasure poor Pray Scand Scandal SCENE Sir Sampson sister song soul speak spirit stand Stat stay Subtle sure sweet talk Tatt Tattle tell thee there's thing thou thought told true turn Valentine virtue what's woman young
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Seite 45 - Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell, Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings, And the night-raven sings ; There, under ebon shades and low-browed rocks, As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Seite 32 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Seite 32 - Till all be made immortal : but when lust, By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish act of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies, and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
Seite 29 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Seite 64 - And from thence can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. Mortals, that would follow me, Love Virtue ; she alone is free. She can teach ye how to climb Higher than the sphery chime; Or, if Virtue feeble were, Heaven itself would stoop to her.
Seite 30 - That musing meditation most affects The pensive secrecy of desert cell, Far from the cheerful haunt of men and herds, And sits as safe as in a senate-house ; For who would rob a hermit of his weeds, His few books, or his beads, or maple dish...
Seite 54 - Wherefore did Nature pour her bounties forth With such a full and unwithdrawing hand, Covering the earth with odours, fruits and flocks, Thronging the seas with spawn innumerable, But all to please, and sate the curious taste...
Seite 46 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Seite 21 - My best guide now : methought it was the sound Of riot and ill-managed merriment, Such as the jocund flute, or gamesome pipe, Stirs up among the loose unletter'd hinds, When, for their teeming flocks, and granges full, In wanton dance they praise the bounteous Pan, And thank the gods amiss.
Seite 42 - I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death...
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Bell's British Theatre: Comus, by J. Milton. ... Love in a village, by I. Bickerstaff[e Band 1 von Bell's British Theatre, John Bell |
| Mitwirkende Personen | John Bell |
| Veröffentlicht | 1797 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 26. Febr. 2008 |
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