The British Drama: A Collection of the Most Esteemed Tragedies, Comedies, Operas, and Farces, in the English LanguageJ. B. Lippincott & Company, 1859 |
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... turn'd again , But he was gone . And oh ! transporting sight ! Your son , my dearest Wilmot , fill'd his place . Agn . If I regarded dreams , I should expect Some fair event from yours . Char . But what's to come , Though more obscure ...
... turn'd again , But he was gone . And oh ! transporting sight ! Your son , my dearest Wilmot , fill'd his place . Agn . If I regarded dreams , I should expect Some fair event from yours . Char . But what's to come , Though more obscure ...
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... turning towards him , sinks upon his bosom . Why dost thou weep ? why dost thou tremble thus ? Why doth thy panting ... Turn thy dear eyes this way ; observe me well . Have scorching climates , time , and this strange habit , aid of ...
... turning towards him , sinks upon his bosom . Why dost thou weep ? why dost thou tremble thus ? Why doth thy panting ... Turn thy dear eyes this way ; observe me well . Have scorching climates , time , and this strange habit , aid of ...
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... turn , And lofty pride bare its aspiring head At our approach , and once more bend before us.- A pleasing dream ! ' Tis past ; and now I wake . For sure it was a happiness to think , Though but a moment , such a treasure mine . Nay , it ...
... turn , And lofty pride bare its aspiring head At our approach , and once more bend before us.- A pleasing dream ! ' Tis past ; and now I wake . For sure it was a happiness to think , Though but a moment , such a treasure mine . Nay , it ...
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... turn the hour of peace to blood and horror ? Euph . I know the monster well : when spe- cious seeming Becalms his looks , the rankling heart within Teems with destruction ; Mountains hurl'd up in air , and moulten rocks , And all the ...
... turn the hour of peace to blood and horror ? Euph . I know the monster well : when spe- cious seeming Becalms his looks , the rankling heart within Teems with destruction ; Mountains hurl'd up in air , and moulten rocks , And all the ...
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... turn - neither behind one's back , nor before one's face . Sid . Ha ha ha ! Why you are a mighty well - spoken woman , Mrs. Betty ; and I am mightily beholden to you for your good character of me . : Bet . Indeed , Sir , it is no more ...
... turn - neither behind one's back , nor before one's face . Sid . Ha ha ha ! Why you are a mighty well - spoken woman , Mrs. Betty ; and I am mightily beholden to you for your good character of me . : Bet . Indeed , Sir , it is no more ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Aladin alguazil arms art thou Arvida better bless Capt Castalio Cato Cham Char Clarinda colonel COVENT GARDEN curse dare dear death devil door Eger Enter 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 Scru 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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Página 310 - 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.
Página 310 - Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Página 395 - Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.
Página 394 - Blessings on my pretty innocence ! drest out as usual, my Kate. Goodness ! What a quantity of superfluous silk hast thou got about thee, girl ! I could never teach the fools of this age, that the indigent world could be clothed out of the trimmings of the vain.
Página 252 - 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 heaven : Amazing brightness, purity, and truth. Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Página 353 - What the devil good can passion do? — Passion is of no service, you impudent, insolent, overbearing reprobate! — There, you sneer again! don't provoke me! — but you rely upon the mildness of my temper — you do, you dog! you play upon the meekness of my disposition! — Yet take care — the patience of a saint may be overcome at last!
Página 397 - But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets, Roger — and from your head, you blockhead you. See how Diggory carries his hands. They're a little too stiff, indeed, but that's no great matter. Dig. Ay, mind how I hold them.
Página 349 - ... 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.
Página 310 - But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a Power above us, — And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works, — He must delight in virtue; And that which He delights in must be happy.
Página 357 - There, sir, an attack upon my language! what do you think of that? — an aspersion upon my parts of speech! was ever such a brute! Sure, if I reprehend any thing in this world it is the use of my oracular tongue, and a nice derangement of epitaphs!