The British Drama: Illustrated, Band 1John Dicks, 1868 |
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... poor . Why do you look at me ? Char . That I may hate my brother . Mrs. B. Do not talk so , Charlotte . No. 1 - THE BRITISH DRAMA , MRS . BEVERLEY CHARLOTTE . LUCY . Char . Has he not undone you ? -O ! this perni . cious vice of gaming ...
... poor . Why do you look at me ? Char . That I may hate my brother . Mrs. B. Do not talk so , Charlotte . No. 1 - THE BRITISH DRAMA , MRS . BEVERLEY CHARLOTTE . LUCY . Char . Has he not undone you ? -O ! this perni . cious vice of gaming ...
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... poor Beverley has none . The thought of having ruined those he loves , is misery for ever to him . Would I could ease his mind of that ! Char . If he alone were ruined , it were just he should be punished He is my brother , it is true ...
... poor Beverley has none . The thought of having ruined those he loves , is misery for ever to him . Would I could ease his mind of that ! Char . If he alone were ruined , it were just he should be punished He is my brother , it is true ...
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... Poor Mrs. Beverley ! how my heart grieves to see her thus . Char . Cure her , and be a friend , then . Stuk . How ... Poor Beverley ! -but you are his friend : and there is a comfort in having successful friends . Stuk . And what am I to ...
... Poor Mrs. Beverley ! how my heart grieves to see her thus . Char . Cure her , and be a friend , then . Stuk . How ... Poor Beverley ! -but you are his friend : and there is a comfort in having successful friends . Stuk . And what am I to ...
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... poor followed me with blessings ; love scattered roses on my pillow , and morning waked me to delight . Oh , bitter thought ! that leads to what I was , by what I am ! I would forget both . Who's there ? Enter WAITER . Waiter . A ...
... poor followed me with blessings ; love scattered roses on my pillow , and morning waked me to delight . Oh , bitter thought ! that leads to what I was , by what I am ! I would forget both . Who's there ? Enter WAITER . Waiter . A ...
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... poor , poor wife ! must she lose all ? I would not wound her so . Stuk . Nor I , but from necessity . One effort more , and fortune may grow kind . I have unusual hopes . Bev , Think of some other means , then . Stuk . I have ; and you ...
... poor , poor wife ! must she lose all ? I would not wound her so . Stuk . Nor I , but from necessity . One effort more , and fortune may grow kind . I have unusual hopes . Bev , Think of some other means , then . Stuk . I have ; and you ...
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Acres Alice Alonzo art thou Baron Belvidera Bertram better Beverley bless brother Bruin Capt Char Charles child Constantia Cora Countess dear devil Don Carlos Dornton Eger Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father Faulk Faulkland fear fellow fortune Freelove gentleman give Gold Goldfinch hand happy Harry Hast hear heard heart heaven Hodge honour hope JANE SHORE Jenny Julia Kenric Lady F leave live look lord Lucy madam Malaprop marry master Milford Mirabel Miss H Mysis never night Nysa Oakly on't Oriana Pier poor pray Rolla Saib SCENE servant shew Sir Anth Sir Lucius Sneak Sophia soul speak Steinfort Stra Stuk Sulky sure tears tell thee there's thing thou thought Tony villain What's Widow wife woman wretch young Zounds
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Seite 278 - Oh woman ! lovely woman! Nature made thee To temper man: we had been brutes without you; Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There's in you all that we believe of heav'n, Amazing brightness, purity and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Seite 241 - Pray what is the case ? I ask no names. Acres. Mark me, Sir Lucius, I fall as deep as need be in love with a young lady — her friends take my part — I follow her to Bath — send word of my arrival ; and receive answer that the lady is to be otherwise disposed of. This, Sir Lucius, I call being ill-used.
Seite 87 - Not in the least. There was a time, indeed, I fretted myself about the mistakes of government, like other people ; but finding myself every day grow more angry, and the government growing no better, I left it to mend itself. Since that, I no more trouble my head about Hyder Ally, or Ally Cawn, than about Ally Croaker.
Seite 248 - I doubt it is going — yes — my valour is certainly going! — it is sneaking off! — I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands ! Sir Luc.
Seite 83 - My dear papa, why will you mortify one so? — Well, if he refuses, instead of breaking my heart at his indifference, I'll only break my glass for its flattery, set my cap to some newer fashion, and look out for some less difficult admirer.
Seite 92 - What a bawling in every part of the house ! I have scarce a moment's repose. If I go to the best room, there I find my host and his story : if I fly to the gallery, there we have my hostess with her curtsey down to the ground.
Seite 83 - Eh ! you have frozen me to death again. That word reserved has undone all the rest of his accomplishments. A reserved lover, it is said, always makes a suspicious husband. Hard. On the contrary, modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.
Seite 241 - Now, I'll leave you to fix your own time. — Take my advice, and you'll decide it this evening if you can ; then let the worst come of it, 'twill be off your mind to-morrow.
Seite 248 - Observe me, Mr. Acres— I must not be trifled with. You have certainly challenged somebody, and you came here to fight him. Now, if that gentleman is willing to represent him, I can't see, for my soul, why it isn't just the same thing.
Seite 88 - The horses that carried us down are now fatigued with their journey, but they'll soon be refreshed; and then, if my dearest girl will trust in her faithful Hastings, we shall soon be landed in France, where even among slaves the laws of marriage are respected.