The Constant Couple, Or, A Trip to the Jubilee: A Comedy in Five ActsLongman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1808 - Počet stran: 84 |
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... honours which the first appearance of the work ob- tained him . As a proof that this famed actor's abilities , in the representation of the fine gentlemen of his day , were not over - rated , no actor , since he quitted the stage , has ...
... honours which the first appearance of the work ob- tained him . As a proof that this famed actor's abilities , in the representation of the fine gentlemen of his day , were not over - rated , no actor , since he quitted the stage , has ...
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... honour and courage . Colonel S. Ay , my courage is like to do me won- drous service with the fair . This pretty cross cut over my eye will attract a duchess - I warrant ' twill be a mighty grace to my ogling - Had I used the strata- gem ...
... honour and courage . Colonel S. Ay , my courage is like to do me won- drous service with the fair . This pretty cross cut over my eye will attract a duchess - I warrant ' twill be a mighty grace to my ogling - Had I used the strata- gem ...
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... honour , Sir Harry ) I assure you . Sir H. Pshaw , hang my honour ! but what street , what house ? Vizard . Not so fast , Sir Harry ; you must have my passport for your admittance , and you'll find my re- commendation in a line or two ...
... honour , Sir Harry ) I assure you . Sir H. Pshaw , hang my honour ! but what street , what house ? Vizard . Not so fast , Sir Harry ; you must have my passport for your admittance , and you'll find my re- commendation in a line or two ...
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... honour of defending you from all injuries , through a title to your lovely person ; but now my love must attend my fortune . My commission , madam , was my passport to the fair ; adding a nobleness to my passion , it stamped a value on ...
... honour of defending you from all injuries , through a title to your lovely person ; but now my love must attend my fortune . My commission , madam , was my passport to the fair ; adding a nobleness to my passion , it stamped a value on ...
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... honour , as in their finery ; leave honour to nobility that can support it : we poor folks , Colonel , have no pretence to't ; and truly , I think , sir , that your honour should be cashiered with your leading - staff . Colonel S. ' Tis ...
... honour , as in their finery ; leave honour to nobility that can support it : we poor folks , Colonel , have no pretence to't ; and truly , I think , sir , that your honour should be cashiered with your leading - staff . Colonel S. ' Tis ...
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The Constant Couple Or, A Trip to the Jubilee: A Comedy in Five Acts George Farquhar Úplné zobrazení - 1808 |
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AIMWELL Alderman Arch ARCHER BISARRE brother Cæsar captain Cato Cato's charms Cher Clinch CLINCHER COLONEL STANDARD CONSTANT COUPLE COVENT GARDEN d'ye dear death devil Dicky DORINDA Dugard DURETETE Exeunt Exit eyes father fellow Foig FOIGARD fool fortune gentleman GEORGE FARQUHAR Gipsey give guineas hand heart Heav'n honour hope humble servant husband Juba Jubilee LADY DARLING Lady L LADY LUREWELL ladyship look Lookye lord Lucia madam Marcia Marcus marry mistress never Numidian Old Mir on't Oriana pardon Parly passion Petit poor Portius Pr'ythee pray pretty prince Pshaw rogue Roman senate Rome SCENE Scrub Sempronius Sir H Sir Harry Wildair sirrah sister Smug soul SULLEN sure sword Syph Syphax talk tell thee there's thing thou thought thousand pounds virtue Vizard What's woman word YOUNG MIRABEL
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Strana 58 - It must be so — Plato, thou reasonest well ; Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man...
Strana 59 - The stars shall fade away, the sun himself Grow dim with age and nature sink in years : But thou shall flourish in immortal youth, Unhurt amidst the war of elements, The wreck of matter and the crush of worlds.
Strana 7 - Dear Bob, — I have not anything to leave thee, to perpetuate my memory, but two helpless girls ; look upon them, sometimes ; and think of him that was, to the last moment of his life, thine, — GEORGE FARQUHAR.
Strana 57 - Content thyself to be obscurely good. When vice prevails, and impious men bear sway, The post of honour is a private station.
Strana 49 - I hear the sound of feet ! they march this way ! Let us retire, and try if we can drown Each softer thought in sense of present danger. When love once pleads admission to our hearts (In spite of all the virtue we can boast) The woman that deliberates is lost.
Strana 40 - But see where Lucia, at her wonted hour, Amid the cool of yon high marble arch, Enjoys the noonday breeze! Observe her, Portius; That face, that shape, those eyes, that heaven of beauty ! Observe her well, and blame me if thou canst. Par. She sees us, and advances Marc. I'll withdraw, And leave you for a while. Remember, Portius, Thy brother's life depends upon thy tongue.
Strana 28 - Bid him disband his legions, Restore the commonwealth to liberty, Submit his actions to the public censure, And stand the judgment of a Roman senate. Bid him do this, and Cato is his friend.
Strana 75 - Pray, sir, don't kill him: you fright me as much as him. Arch. The dog shall die, madam, for being the occasion of my disappointment. — Sirrah, this moment is your last. Gib. Sir, I'll give you two hundred pounds to spare my life. Arch. Have you no more, rascal ? Gib.
Strana 29 - This sober conduct is a mighty virtue In lukewarm patriots. CATO. Come ! no more, Sempronius, All here are friends to Rome, and to each other. Let us not weaken still the weaker side By our divisions. SEM. Cato, my resentments Are sacrificed to Rome — I stand reproved.
Strana 59 - The wide, the unbounded prospect, lies before me ; 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.