The Dramatic Works of David Garrick: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Band 1A. Millar, 1798 - 823 Seiten |
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... forget the last- Lord Chalk . What ! relinquish my bottle ! What the devil shall I do to kill time then ? Esop . Has your lordship no wife nor children to enter- tain you ? Lord Chalk . Children ! Not I , faith - My wife has , for ought ...
... forget the last- Lord Chalk . What ! relinquish my bottle ! What the devil shall I do to kill time then ? Esop . Has your lordship no wife nor children to enter- tain you ? Lord Chalk . Children ! Not I , faith - My wife has , for ought ...
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... forget one another , and be unmar- ried again . Esop . The waters can't divorce you , madam ; and you may easily forget him without the assistance of Lethe . Mrs Tatoo . Ay , how so ? Esop . By remembering continually he is your husband ...
... forget one another , and be unmar- ried again . Esop . The waters can't divorce you , madam ; and you may easily forget him without the assistance of Lethe . Mrs Tatoo . Ay , how so ? Esop . By remembering continually he is your husband ...
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... forget de vay to my logement , and no trouble me for de future . Esop . What ! have you so many creditors ! French . So many ! begar I have ' em dans touts les quar- tiers de la ville , in all parts of de town , fait- Esop . Wonderful ...
... forget de vay to my logement , and no trouble me for de future . Esop . What ! have you so many creditors ! French . So many ! begar I have ' em dans touts les quar- tiers de la ville , in all parts of de town , fait- Esop . Wonderful ...
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... forget them , madam . Mrs Riot . Oh gad ! that was so like my husband now -forget my foliies ! forget the fashion , forget my being , the very quincettence and emptity of a fine lady ! the fel- low would make me as great a brute as my ...
... forget them , madam . Mrs Riot . Oh gad ! that was so like my husband now -forget my foliies ! forget the fashion , forget my being , the very quincettence and emptity of a fine lady ! the fel- low would make me as great a brute as my ...
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... forget your suspicions , for they are nothing more , and let your wife drink to forget your uneasiness - A mutual confidence will succeed , and consequently mutual happiness . Tay . I have such a spirit , I cannot bear to be dishonour ...
... forget your suspicions , for they are nothing more , and let your wife drink to forget your uneasiness - A mutual confidence will succeed , and consequently mutual happiness . Tay . I have such a spirit , I cannot bear to be dishonour ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 104 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Seite 106 - I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Seite 97 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Seite 297 - tis the mind that makes the body rich; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Seite 101 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear: Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Seite 97 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Seite 301 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord...
Seite 300 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Seite 106 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Seite 120 - Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.