Dramatic Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Zväzok 2A. Millar, 1798 |
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Strana 219
... Clot . When a gentleman is disposed to swear , it is not for any standers - by to curtail his oaths . Ha ? 2 Lord . No , my lord : nor crop the ears of them . Clot . Whoreson dog ! I give him satisfaction ? would he had been one of my ...
... Clot . When a gentleman is disposed to swear , it is not for any standers - by to curtail his oaths . Ha ? 2 Lord . No , my lord : nor crop the ears of them . Clot . Whoreson dog ! I give him satisfaction ? would he had been one of my ...
Strana 220
... Clot . Leonatus ! a banish'd rascal ; and he's another , wheresoever he be . Who told you of this stranger ? 1 Lords One of your lordship's pages . Clot . Is it fit I went to look upon him ?, is there no de- Fogation in't ? 1 Lord . You ...
... Clot . Leonatus ! a banish'd rascal ; and he's another , wheresoever he be . Who told you of this stranger ? 1 Lords One of your lordship's pages . Clot . Is it fit I went to look upon him ?, is there no de- Fogation in't ? 1 Lord . You ...
Strana 222
... Clot . It would make any man cold so to lose . 1 Lord . But not every man patient , after the noble tem- per of your lordship ; you are most hot furious , when you win . Clot . Winning will putary man into courage : if I could get this ...
... Clot . It would make any man cold so to lose . 1 Lord . But not every man patient , after the noble tem- per of your lordship ; you are most hot furious , when you win . Clot . Winning will putary man into courage : if I could get this ...
Strana 223
... Clot . HOME on ; tune , first , a very excellent good con- ceited thing , after a wonderful sweet air , with admirable sweet words to it , and then let her consider . SONG . Hark , bark , the lark at beav'ns gate sings , And Phoebus ...
... Clot . HOME on ; tune , first , a very excellent good con- ceited thing , after a wonderful sweet air , with admirable sweet words to it , and then let her consider . SONG . Hark , bark , the lark at beav'ns gate sings , And Phoebus ...
Strana 224
... Clot A gentleman . Lady . No more ? Clot . Yes , and a gentlewoman's son . Lady , That's more Than those whose taylors are as dear as yours , Can justly boast of : what's your lordship's pleasure ? . Clot . Your lady's person , is she ...
... Clot A gentleman . Lady . No more ? Clot . Yes , and a gentlewoman's son . Lady , That's more Than those whose taylors are as dear as yours , Can justly boast of : what's your lordship's pleasure ? . Clot . Your lady's person , is she ...
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Strana 247 - I'd let a parish of such Clotens' blood, And praise myself for charity. \Exit. Bel. O thou goddess, Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon'st In these two princely boys ! They are as gentle As zephyrs, blowing below the violet, Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rough, Their royal blood enchafed, as the rudest wind, That by the. top doth take the mountain pine And make him stoop to the vale.
Strana 145 - Oh, my wife no more ! How dear her love was to me — Yet they stood, With a malicious silent joy, stood by, And saw her give up all my happiness, The treasure of her beauty, to another ; Stood by, and saw her married to another.
Strana 140 - I was preserv'd but to be made a slave ; I often writ to my hard father, but never had An answer ; I writ to thee too / Isa. What a world of woe Had been prevented but in hearing from you ! Bir. Alas ! thou couldst not help me.
Strana 143 - I have said too much, unless I could speak all. Bir. Thy words are wild ; my eyes, my ears, my heart, Were all so full of thee, so much employed In wonder of thy charms, I could not find it : Now I perceive it plain Isa.
Strana 88 - The devil was sick, the devil a monk would be ; The devil was well, the devil a monk was he.
Strana 205 - Nay, followed him, till he had melted from The smallness of a gnat to air ; and then Have turned mine eye and wept.
Strana 132 - I have leave at last to call you mine ! But let me look upon you, view you well. This is a welcome gallantry indeed ! I durst not ask, but it was kind to grant, Just at this time : dispensing with your dress Upon this second day to greet our friends.
Strana 159 - Accuse, condemn me; let the sentence reach My hated life— No matter how it comes, I'll think it just and thank you as it falls. Self-murder is denied me.
Strana 131 - Of any other wish, be nothing mine ! — But let me look upon you, view you well. This is a welcome gallantry indeed ! I...
Strana 132 - My Carlos too, who came in to the support Of our bad fortune, has an honest right, In better times, to share the good with us. CAR. I come to claim that right, to share your joy ; To wish you joy ; and find it in myself; For a friend's happiness reflects a warmth, A kindly comfort, into every heart That is not envious.