The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, in the English Language, Band 2J. B. Lippincott, 1859 |
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... wretch ! - I must dismiss him - Why should I detain A grateful , gen'rous youth to perish with me ? His service may procure him bread elsewhere . Though I have none to give him . Randal , How long hast thou been with me ? Ran . Fifteen ...
... wretch ! - I must dismiss him - Why should I detain A grateful , gen'rous youth to perish with me ? His service may procure him bread elsewhere . Though I have none to give him . Randal , How long hast thou been with me ? Ran . Fifteen ...
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... wretch who fears all that is pos- sible , Must suffer more than he who feels the worst A man can feel , who lives exempt from fear . A woman may be false , and friends are mortal ; And yet your aged parents may be living , And your fair ...
... wretch who fears all that is pos- sible , Must suffer more than he who feels the worst A man can feel , who lives exempt from fear . A woman may be false , and friends are mortal ; And yet your aged parents may be living , And your fair ...
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... wretch : to die well pleas'd , Is all the happiest of mankind can hope for . To be a wretch , is to survive the loss Of every joy , and even hope itself , As I have done . Why do I mourn him then ? For , by the anguish of my tortur'd ...
... wretch : to die well pleas'd , Is all the happiest of mankind can hope for . To be a wretch , is to survive the loss Of every joy , and even hope itself , As I have done . Why do I mourn him then ? For , by the anguish of my tortur'd ...
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... wretch , who only hopes for this [ Stabs himself . To change the scene , but not relieve his pain . Ran . A dreadful instance of the last remorse ! May all our woes end here ! Ŏ . Wil . O would they end Much less than I deserve . Yet ...
... wretch , who only hopes for this [ Stabs himself . To change the scene , but not relieve his pain . Ran . A dreadful instance of the last remorse ! May all our woes end here ! Ŏ . Wil . O would they end Much less than I deserve . Yet ...
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... wretch , Unseen by mortal eye , has groan'd in anguish , And died obscure , unpitied and unknown . Mel . Clandestine murderer ! Yes , there's the scene Of horrid massacre . Full oft I've walk'd , When all things lay in sleep and ...
... wretch , Unseen by mortal eye , has groan'd in anguish , And died obscure , unpitied and unknown . Mel . Clandestine murderer ! Yes , there's the scene Of horrid massacre . Full oft I've walk'd , When all things lay in sleep and ...
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Aladin arms art thou Arvida Belvidera better bless Capt Castalio Cato Cham Char Clarinda colonel COVENT GARDEN curse dare dear death devil door Eger Enter Erit Euph Exeunt Exit eyes father Faulkland fear fellow fortune gentleman give hand happy hear heart Heaven honour hope husband Juba Kitty Lady Lady L leave live look lord Lucy Madam Malaprop marriage marry master MIRABEL Miss H mistress ne'er never night Nysa o'er passion Pertinax Philotas Phocion pity poor Pr'ythee pray Raby Rackett Rand Re-enter Sackbut SCENE Selim servant Sir G Snacks soul speak Stuke sure sword Syphax tears tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Timoleon Tony twas villain virtue what's wife wish woman wretch young Zounds
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Seite 308 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age, and Nature sink in years, But thou shalt flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter, and the crush of worlds.
Seite 159 - My name is Norval ! on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks : a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Seite 353 - Sir, I repeat it, if I please you in this affair, 'tis all I desire. Not that I think a woman the worse for being handsome; but, sir, if you please to recollect, you before hinted something about a hump or two, one eye, and a few more graces of that kind. Now, without being very nice...
Seite 347 - ... geometry, that she might know something of the contagious countries. But above all, Sir Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying. This, Sir Anthony, is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
Seite 252 - Ohy 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 Heaven, Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Seite 395 - After the disappointments of the day, welcome once more, Charles, to the comforts of a clean room and a good fire. Upon my word a very well-looking house ; antique but creditable. Mar. The usual fate of a large mansion. Having first ruined the master by good housekeeping, it at last comes to levy contributions as an inn.
Seite 347 - I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or algebra, or simony, or fluxions, or paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning — neither would it be necessary for her to handle any of your mathematical, astronomical, diabolical instruments.
Seite 395 - But tell me, George, where could I have learned that assurance you talk of ? My life has been chiefly spent in a college or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of the creation that chiefly teach men confidence. I don't know that I was ever familiarly acquainted with a single modest woman — except my mother — But among females of another class, you know — HAST.
Seite 300 - No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one day's liberty; And let me perish, but in Cato's judgment, A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Seite 264 - Then hear me, bounteous heaven ; Pour down your blessings on this beauteous head, Where everlasting sweets are always springing : . With a continual giving hand, let peace, Honour, and safety, always hover round her ; Feed her with plenty, let her eyes ne'er see A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning : Crown all her days with joy...