The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 A collection of plays, each of which has an Innopac Index record, by English authors. Most plays have a special t.p. and engraved general t.p. representing a scene from the play and a frontispiece showing an actor in a leading role. Most plays have information about the author, criticism of the play and a list of the actors. |
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Strana 4
... once draws , but rather chuses to believe the people of the town are all mad , than that the person whom he hoped to find there , is actually one of its inhabitants . But it is not so much for the impossibilities con- tained in this ...
... once draws , but rather chuses to believe the people of the town are all mad , than that the person whom he hoped to find there , is actually one of its inhabitants . But it is not so much for the impossibilities con- tained in this ...
Strana 21
... once , unwearied with continual gazing , He fondly call'd the treasure of his life ! Now , since my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and , weeping , die . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The Mart . Enter ANTIPHOLIS , of ...
... once , unwearied with continual gazing , He fondly call'd the treasure of his life ! Now , since my beauty cannot please his eye , I'll weep what's left away , and , weeping , die . [ Exeunt . SCENE II . The Mart . Enter ANTIPHOLIS , of ...
Strana 22
... and LUCIANA . Adr . Ay , ay , Antipholis , look strange and frown , Some other mistress hath some sweeter aspect : I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , 22 [ ACT II . THE COMEDY OF ERRORS .
... and LUCIANA . Adr . Ay , ay , Antipholis , look strange and frown , Some other mistress hath some sweeter aspect : I am not Adriana , nor thy wife . The time was once , when thou , unurg'd , 22 [ ACT II . THE COMEDY OF ERRORS .
Strana 23
... once , when thou , unurg'd , would'st vow , That never words were music to thine ear , That never object , pleasing in thine eye , That never touch were welcome to thine hand , That never food , well savour'd to the taste , Unless I ...
... once , when thou , unurg'd , would'st vow , That never words were music to thine ear , That never object , pleasing in thine eye , That never touch were welcome to thine hand , That never food , well savour'd to the taste , Unless I ...
Strana 28
... once it gets possession . Ant . of Eph . You have prevail'd - I will depart in quiet , And , in despite of wrath , try to be merry . I know a wench of excellent discourse , Pretty and witty - wild , and yet right gentle ; There will we ...
... once it gets possession . Ant . of Eph . You have prevail'd - I will depart in quiet , And , in despite of wrath , try to be merry . I know a wench of excellent discourse , Pretty and witty - wild , and yet right gentle ; There will we ...
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Úplné zobrazenie - 1808 |
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Úplné zobrazenie - 1808 |
The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Úplné zobrazenie - 1808 |
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Angelo ANTIPHOLIS art thou BENVOLIO blood brother Buck Buckingham CAPULET Catesby cousin dead dear death didst dost doth DROMIO Duch DUCHESS OF YORK Duke Egeon England Enter EPHESUS Exeunt Exit Exit ENGLISH eyes fair farewell father Faul FAULCONBRIDGE fear France Friar FRIAR LAWRENCE friends GENTLEMEN Ghost give Glost GLOSTER grace Graved grief GUILDENSTERN Hamlet hand hath hear heart Heaven holy Horatio Hubert husband Juliet kill'd KING JOHN Lady Laer Laertes Lesbia live look lord LORD STANLEY madam majesty Mercutio mistress mother ne'er never night Nurse Ophelia OSRICK PANDULPH peace Phil POLONIUS pray Prince Queen Romeo ROSENCRANTZ SCENE sorrow soul speak Stanley sweet tears tell thee There's thine thou art thou hast Tibalt tongue Tressel Trumpets uncle villain weep wife wilt word York
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Strana 32 - I have of late— but wherefore I know not— lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Strana 42 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown ! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword: The expectancy and rose of the fair state. The glass of fashion, and the mould* of form, The observed of all observers...
Strana 80 - No, faith, not a jot ; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it: As thus; Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth to dust ; the dust is earth ; of earth we make loam : And why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel...
Strana 20 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Strana 21 - Haste me to know it; that I, with wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.
Strana 23 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Strana 79 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Strana 26 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Strana 37 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, Puts on his pretty looks, repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts, Stuffs out his vacant garments with his form; Then, have I reason to be fond of grief ? Fare you well: had you such a loss as I, I could give better comfort than you do.
Strana 55 - Come, come, and sit you down ; you shall not budge ; You go not till I set you up a glass Where you may see the inmost part of you.