The London Theatre: A Collection of the Most Celebrated Dramatic Pieces, Svazek 3Whittingham and Arliss, 1815 |
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... Vizard • · Mr. Mills . Alderman Smug - Mr . Johnson . • gler Clincher Clincher , Jun . Dicky Tom Errand Constable . • Drury Lane , 1791 . Mrs. Jordan . Mr. Wroughton . Mr. Whitfield . Mr. Parsons . Mr. Pinkishman . Mr. Bannister , jun ...
... Vizard • · Mr. Mills . Alderman Smug - Mr . Johnson . • gler Clincher Clincher , Jun . Dicky Tom Errand Constable . • Drury Lane , 1791 . Mrs. Jordan . Mr. Wroughton . Mr. Whitfield . Mr. Parsons . Mr. Pinkishman . Mr. Bannister , jun ...
Strana 7
... VIZARD with a Letter , a Servant following him .. Viz . ANGELICA send it back unopen'd ! say you ? Serv . As you see , sir , Vis . The pride of these virtuous women is more in- sufferable than the immodesty of prostitutes - after all my ...
... VIZARD with a Letter , a Servant following him .. Viz . ANGELICA send it back unopen'd ! say you ? Serv . As you see , sir , Vis . The pride of these virtuous women is more in- sufferable than the immodesty of prostitutes - after all my ...
Strana 8
... Vizard pulls out a Book , reads and walks about . Enter SMUGGler . Smug . Ay , there's a pattern for the young men o'th ' times at his meditation so early ; some book of pious ejaculations , I'm sure . Viz . This Hoyle is an excellent ...
... Vizard pulls out a Book , reads and walks about . Enter SMUGGler . Smug . Ay , there's a pattern for the young men o'th ' times at his meditation so early ; some book of pious ejaculations , I'm sure . Viz . This Hoyle is an excellent ...
Strana 10
... Vizard ! such a creature ! [ Sir Harry Wildair sings without ] Hey- day ! who the devil have we here ? Vis . The joy of the play - house , and life of the park ; sir Harry Wildair ! newly come from Paris . Stand . Sir Harry Wildair ...
... Vizard ! such a creature ! [ Sir Harry Wildair sings without ] Hey- day ! who the devil have we here ? Vis . The joy of the play - house , and life of the park ; sir Harry Wildair ! newly come from Paris . Stand . Sir Harry Wildair ...
Strana 11
... Vizard ! Viz . Sir Harry ! Sir H. Who thought to find you out of the Rubrick so long ? I thought thy hypocrisy had been wedded to a pulpit - cushion long ago . - Sir , if I mistake not your face , your name is Standard . Stand . Sir ...
... Vizard ! Viz . Sir Harry ! Sir H. Who thought to find you out of the Rubrick so long ? I thought thy hypocrisy had been wedded to a pulpit - cushion long ago . - Sir , if I mistake not your face , your name is Standard . Stand . Sir ...
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Adel Adelaide Alderman Alithea Atall Aust Belville better Brisk Cæsar Careless Cato Cato's Chiswick Clar Clarinda Cler Clerimont Clin colonel Count COUNT of NARBONNE Countess cousin Covent Garden Cymon Cynthia dear devil Dicky Dorus Drury Lane egad Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father Fatima fool gentleman give hast hear heart heaven honour hope husband Juba kiss Lady D Lady F ladyship laugh Linco look Lord F Lucia Lucy Lure madam Marcia marry Mask Mellefont mistress Moody never Nosegay passion Peggy poor Portius Pr'ythee pray Re-enter rogue SCENE Sempronius servant Sir H SIR HARRY WILDAIR sir Paul sir Solomon Smug soul Spark Sparkish Stand Standfast sure swear Sylvia Syph Syphax tell thee Theo there's thing THOMAS DIBDIN thou thought Touchwood Urganda virtue Vizard what's wife wish Wishwell woman young
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Strana 45 - 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 14 - Tis not a set of features, or complexion, The tincture of a skin, that I admire. Beauty soon grows familiar to the lover, Fades in his eye, and palls upon the sense.
Strana 46 - The wrecks of matter, and the crush of worlds What means this heaviness that hangs upon me ? This lethargy that creeps through all my senses ? Nature oppress'd, and harass'd out with care, Sinks down to rest.
Strana 46 - 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 17 - Are grown thus desp'rate: we have bulwarks round us; Within our walls are troops inur'd to toil In Afric's heat, and season'd to the sun; Numidia's spacious kingdom lies behind us, Ready to rise at its young prince's call. While there is hope, do not distrust the gods ; But wait, at least, till Caesar's near approach Force us to yield.
Strana 46 - 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.
Strana 17 - My voice is still for war. Gods! can a Roman senate long debate Which of the two to choose, slavery or death ? No ; let us rise at once, gird on our swords, And at the head of our remaining troops, Attack the foe, break through the thick array Of his throng'd legions, and charge home upon him.
Strana 40 - He exercis'd his troops, the signal given, Flew off at once with his Numidian horse To the south gate, where Marcus holds the watch. I saw, and call'd to stop him, but in vain, He toss'd his arm aloft, and proudly told me He would not stay and perish like Sempronius.
Strana 17 - Twill never be too late To sue for chains and own a conqueror. Why should Rome fall a moment ere her time? No, let us draw her term of freedom out In its full length, and spin it to the last, So shall we gain still one...
Strana 6 - I feared at first, for starting from my bedside like a fury, she flew to my sword, and with much ado I prevented her doing me or herself a mischief. Having disarmed her, in a gust...