Dramatic Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Zväzok 1A. Millar, 1798 |
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Strana 18
... husband , I suppose . Mrs Tatee . How do you know that , eh ? what ! you an't all conjurers in this world , are you ? Esop . Your behaviour to him is a sufficient proof of his condition , without the gift of conjuration . Mrs Tutoo ...
... husband , I suppose . Mrs Tatee . How do you know that , eh ? what ! you an't all conjurers in this world , are you ? Esop . Your behaviour to him is a sufficient proof of his condition , without the gift of conjuration . Mrs Tutoo ...
Strana 19
... husband : there are several ladies have no other receipt But what does the gentleman say to this ? Mrs Tatoo . What signifies what he says ? I an't so young and so foolish as that comes to , to be directed by my hus- band or to care ...
... husband : there are several ladies have no other receipt But what does the gentleman say to this ? Mrs Tatoo . What signifies what he says ? I an't so young and so foolish as that comes to , to be directed by my hus- band or to care ...
Strana 20
... husband in a month , breaks his heart in four , becuines a widow , slips from her gallants , and begins the world again — There's a life for you ; what do you think a fine lady now ? Esop . As I expected - you are very young , lady ...
... husband in a month , breaks his heart in four , becuines a widow , slips from her gallants , and begins the world again — There's a life for you ; what do you think a fine lady now ? Esop . As I expected - you are very young , lady ...
Strana 24
... husband now -forget my follies ! forget the fashion , forget my being , the very quincettence and emptity of a fine lady ! the fel- low would make me as great a brute as my husband . Esop You have an husband then , madam ? Mrs Rivt ...
... husband now -forget my follies ! forget the fashion , forget my being , the very quincettence and emptity of a fine lady ! the fel- low would make me as great a brute as my husband . Esop You have an husband then , madam ? Mrs Rivt ...
Strana 34
... husband , and turn oeconomist ; you still may be happy , may still be Sir William's heir , and the lady too no loser by the bargain : there's reason and argument , Sir . Gayl . ' Twas with that prospect I first made love to her ; and ...
... husband , and turn oeconomist ; you still may be happy , may still be Sir William's heir , and the lady too no loser by the bargain : there's reason and argument , Sir . Gayl . ' Twas with that prospect I first made love to her ; and ...
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Strana 106 - 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 221 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Strana 295 - Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Strana 145 - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Strana 106 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Strana 118 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
Strana 97 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
Strana 104 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Strana 105 - How cam'st thou hither, tell me ? and wherefore ? The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb ; And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
Strana 136 - Alack, alack ! is it not like that I, So early waking, what with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes...