Sharpe's British Theatre, Volumen10J. Sharpe, 1804 |
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Página 8
... telling my master , sir . Mr. Scandal , for Heaven's sake , sir , try if you can difsuade 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 ...
... telling my master , sir . Mr. Scandal , for Heaven's sake , sir , try if you can difsuade 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 ...
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... tell me what you would have me do ? -What do the world say of me , and my forced confinement ? Scand . The world behaves itself , as it uses to do on such occasions . Some pity you , and condemn your father : others excuse him , and ...
... tell me what you would have me do ? -What do the world say of me , and my forced confinement ? Scand . The world behaves itself , as it uses to do on such occasions . Some pity you , and condemn your father : others excuse him , and ...
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... tell us . We have half a do- zen gentlemen to arrest in Pall Mall and Covent- garden ; and if we don't make haste , the chairmen will be abroad , and block up the chocolate - houses ; and then our labour's lost . Trapl . Odso , that's ...
... tell us . We have half a do- zen gentlemen to arrest in Pall Mall and Covent- garden ; and if we don't make haste , the chairmen will be abroad , and block up the chocolate - houses ; and then our labour's lost . Trapl . Odso , that's ...
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... tell stories , and say this and that of one and the other , and every thing in the world ; and , says I , if your grace- Scand . Grace ! Tatt . O Lord , what have I said ? tongue ! Val . Ha , ha , ha ! -My unlucky Scand . Why , Tattle ...
... tell stories , and say this and that of one and the other , and every thing in the world ; and , says I , if your grace- Scand . Grace ! Tatt . O Lord , what have I said ? tongue ! Val . Ha , ha , ha ! -My unlucky Scand . Why , Tattle ...
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... tell . Scand . To tell what ? Why , what do you know of Mrs. Frail ? Tatt . Who , I ? Upon honour I don't know whether she be a man or woman ; but by the smoothness of her chin , and roundness of her hips . Scand . No ! Tatt . No. Scand ...
... tell . Scand . To tell what ? Why , what do you know of Mrs. Frail ? Tatt . Who , I ? Upon honour I don't know whether she be a man or woman ; but by the smoothness of her chin , and roundness of her hips . Scand . No ! Tatt . No. Scand ...
Términos y frases comunes
ALTEA Angelica Blondel Body o'me brother Caca CHORUS confefs cuckold Curiatius d'ye dare Duke Enter Epictetus Estif ESTIFANIA Exeunt Exit faith father Flor Florestan fool Foresight Frail gentleman give gone handsome haste hear heart Heaven honour hope Horatia husband Jeremy JOHN SHARPE Juan JUAN DE CASTRO kifs lady Laur Laurette leave lefs Leon look lord lover loving bands madam maid Margaritta marry Matilda mayhap methinks mifs Miss mistrefs mistress ne'er never Old Wom on't pafsion PEREZ pleasure poor pray prithee rogue Rome Scand Scandal SCENE Seneschal Servant shew Sir Owen Sir Sampson sirrah sister soldier soul speak sure swear sweet sword talk Tatt Tattle tell thank thee there's thing thou shalt thought Trapl Tullus TULLUS HOSTILIUS Twas Valentine Valeria what's wife woman young
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Página 86 - Tatt. Ay, but your Father will tell you that Dreams come by Contraries, Child O fie ; what, we must not love one another now Pshaw, that would be a foolish thing indeed Fie, fie, you're a Woman now, and must think of a new Man every Morning, and forget him every Night No, no, to marry is to be a Child again, and play with the same Rattle always : O fie, marrying is a paw thing.
Página 71 - en : — so faith I told'n in plain terms, if I were minded to marry I'd marry to please myself, not him : and for the young woman that he provided for me, I thought it more fitting for her to learn her sampler and make dirt-pies, than to look after a husband; for my part I was none of her man.
Página 60 - A soldier and a sailor, A tinker and a tailor, Had once a doubtful strife, sir, To make a maid a wife, sir, Whose name was buxom Joan. For now the time was ended, When she no more intended To lick her lips at men, sir, And gnaw the sheets in vain, sir, And lie o
Página 62 - No, sir, not yet ; — he has a mind to try, whether his playing the madman won't make her play the fool, and fall in love with him; or at least own that she has loved him all this while and concealed it.
Página 51 - Bless me, what's the matter, miss ? What, does she cry ? — Mr. Benjamin, what have you done to her? Ben. Let her cry : the more she cries, the less she'll — she has been gathering foul weather in her mouth, and now it rains out at her eyes. Mrs.
Página 7 - Hem ! — Sir, if you please to give me a small certificate of three lines ; — only to certify those whom it may concern, that the bearer hereof, Jeremy Fetch by name, has for the space of seven years, truly and faithfully served Valentine Legend, Esq.
Página 45 - Is Ben come ? Odso, my Son Ben come ? Odd, I'm glad on't : Where is he ? I long to see him. Now, Mrs. Frail, you shall see my Son Ben Body...
Página 88 - What, must I go to bed to nurse again, and be a child as long as she's an old woman ? Indeed but I won't ; for now my mind is set upon a man, I will have a man some way or other. Oh! methinks I'm sick when I think of a man ; and if I can't have one I would...
Página 50 - Nay, you say true in that, it's but a folly to lie. For to speak one thing, and to think just the contrary way, is, as it were, to look one way, and to row another. Now, for my part, d'ye see, I'm for carrying things above board, I'm not for keeping any thing under hatches, — so that if you ben't as willing as I, say so, a God's name, there's no harm done.
Página 50 - Well, and there's a handsome gentleman, and a fine gentleman, and a sweet gentleman, that was here that loves me, and I love him; and if he sees you speak to me any more, he'll thrash your jacket for you, he will, you great sea-calf. BEN What, do you mean that fair-weather spark that was here just now? Will he thrash my jacket? - Let'n, - let'n, - But an he comes near me, mayhap I may giv'na salt eel for's supper, for all that.