The Busy Body: A ComedyJ. Bell, 1797 - 112 páginas |
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... whose name was CARROL : him she is said to have tenderly loved . He , however , lost his life in a duel , about a year and a half after their mar- riage . She was driven again upon expedic tried the A ij SUSANNAH CENTLIVRE. ...
... whose name was CARROL : him she is said to have tenderly loved . He , however , lost his life in a duel , about a year and a half after their mar- riage . She was driven again upon expedic tried the A ij SUSANNAH CENTLIVRE. ...
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... half persuaded that thou'rt some ward too , andnever of his getting — for never were two things so unlike as you and your father ; he scrapes up every thing and thou spend'st every thing ; every body is indebted to him , and thou art ...
... half persuaded that thou'rt some ward too , andnever of his getting — for never were two things so unlike as you and your father ; he scrapes up every thing and thou spend'st every thing ; every body is indebted to him , and thou art ...
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... half his estate but he'll be a liament - man , on purpose to bring in a bill for wo to wear veils , and other odious Spanish customs- swears it is the height of impudence to have a wo een barefac'd even at church , and scarce believes ...
... half his estate but he'll be a liament - man , on purpose to bring in a bill for wo to wear veils , and other odious Spanish customs- swears it is the height of impudence to have a wo een barefac'd even at church , and scarce believes ...
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... ythee don't weep , but go on , for I find my heart melts in thy be- half - Speak quickly , or I shall turn about- -Not yet - Poor lady ! she expects I should comfor Cij ! 27 A & t I. THE BUSY BODY . Sir Geo. Well, madam- ...
... ythee don't weep , but go on , for I find my heart melts in thy be- half - Speak quickly , or I shall turn about- -Not yet - Poor lady ! she expects I should comfor Cij ! 27 A & t I. THE BUSY BODY . Sir Geo. Well, madam- ...
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... half your ex gance , sir . Cha . Condemn me to such a piece of defo a toothless , dirty , wry - neck'd , hunch - back'd , h Sir Fran . Hunch - back'd ! so much the better she has a rest for her misfortunes , for thou wil her swingingly ...
... half your ex gance , sir . Cha . Condemn me to such a piece of defo a toothless , dirty , wry - neck'd , hunch - back'd , h Sir Fran . Hunch - back'd ! so much the better she has a rest for her misfortunes , for thou wil her swingingly ...
Términos y frases comunes
Adad Alderman Alex Alexas Antony arms BUSY BODY Cæsar cann't Carmelite Chargy Charles Charmion Cleo Cleopatra Clin CLINCHER colonel Cour Courci d'ye dare Darl dear death devil Dolabella Egad Enter Sir ev'n Exeunt Exit eyes father fool fortune Gardy gentleman give guineas hand hear heart Heav'n Hild Hildebrand honour Isab Isabinda Jubilee lady look lord lov'd Lure LUREWELL madam Marplot Miran Miranda mistress Mont murder never o'er Octavia pardon Patch poor Pr'ythee pray rogue Saint Valori SCENE SCENTWELL Serapion servant shew Sir Fran Sir FRANCIS Sir Geo sir George Sir GEORGE AIRY Sir Harry Sir Jeal Sir JEALOUS sirrah Smug soul speak Stand sure tell thee there's thou hast thro Twas twill Vent Ventidius Vizard what's wife Wild woman word wou'd wretch
Pasajes populares
Página 12 - Lie there, thou shadow of an emperor; The place thou pressest on thy mother earth Is all thy empire now: now it contains thee; Some few days hence, and then 'twill be too large, When thou'rt contracted in thy narrow urn, Shrunk to a few cold ashes; then Octavia (For Cleopatra will not live to see it), Octavia then will have...
Página 46 - As meeting streams, both to ourselves were lost; We were one mass; we could not give or take, But from the same; for he was I, I he.
Página 56 - Dolabella, which way shall I turn? I find a secret yielding in my soul ; But Cleopatra, who would die with me, Must she be left? Pity pleads for Octavia; But does it not plead more for Cleopatra ? Vent.
Página 64 - Men are but children of a larger growth ; Our appetites as apt to change as theirs, And full as craving too, and full as vain ; And yet the soul, shut up in her dark room, Viewing so clear abroad, at home sees nothing; But, like a mole in earth, busy and blind, Works all her folly up, and casts it outward To the world's open view...
Página 103 - Caesar's pride? What! to be led in triumph through the streets, A spectacle to base plebeian eyes; While some dejected friend of Antony's, Close in a corner, shakes his head, and mutters A secret curse on her who ruin'd him?
Página 13 - I'm now turned wild, a commoner of nature; Of all forsaken, and forsaking all; Live in a shady forest's sylvan scene, Stretched at my length beneath some blasted oak, I lean my head upon the mossy bark, And look just of a piece as I grew from it ; My uncombed locks, matted like mistletoe, Hang o'er my hoary face; a murm'ring brook Runs at my foot.
Página 11 - tis my birthday, and I'll keep it With double pomp of sadness. 'Tis what the day deserves, which gave me breath. Why was I raised the meteor of the world, Hung in the skies, and blazing as I travelled, Till all my fires were spent; and then cast downward, To be trod out by Caesar ? VENT, [aside]. On my soul, 'Tis mournful, wondrous mournful!
Página 49 - That men's desiring eyes were never wearied, But hung upon the object : To soft flutes The silver oars kept time ; and while they played, The hearing gave new pleasure to the sight ; And both to thought.
Página 99 - I will not make a business of a trifle; And yet I cannot look on you, and kill you; Pray turn your face.
Página 20 - Fram'd in the very pride and boast of nature, So perfect, that the gods who form'd you wonder'd At their own skill, and cried, A lucky hit Has mended our design.