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 |
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... tears , Kiss'd them away ; said she , Chamont , my son , By this , and all the love I ever show'd thee , Be careful of Monimia : watch her youth ; Let not her wants betray her to dishonour ; Perhaps kind Heav'n may raise some friend ...
... tears , Kiss'd them away ; said she , Chamont , my son , By this , and all the love I ever show'd thee , Be careful of Monimia : watch her youth ; Let not her wants betray her to dishonour ; Perhaps kind Heav'n may raise some friend ...
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... tears , Monimia , for they fall Like baneful dew from a distemper'd sky , I feel ' em chill me to my very heart . Mon , Oh , you are false , Castalio , most forsworn ! Attempt no farther to delude my faith ; My heart is fix'd , and you ...
... tears , Monimia , for they fall Like baneful dew from a distemper'd sky , I feel ' em chill me to my very heart . Mon , Oh , you are false , Castalio , most forsworn ! Attempt no farther to delude my faith ; My heart is fix'd , and you ...
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... tears , inconstancies ; Their painted outsides , and corrupted minds ; The sum of all their follies , and their falsehoods . Enter a SERVANT . Serv . Oh , the unhappiest tidings tongue e'er told ! Pol . The matter ? Serv . Oh ! your ...
... tears , inconstancies ; Their painted outsides , and corrupted minds ; The sum of all their follies , and their falsehoods . Enter a SERVANT . Serv . Oh , the unhappiest tidings tongue e'er told ! Pol . The matter ? Serv . Oh ! your ...
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... Tears drown'd my eyes , and trembling seiz'd my soul : What should that mean ? Cast . Oh , thou art tender all ! Gentle and kind as sympathising nature ! Enter POLYDORE . But wherefore do I dally with my bliss ? The night's far spent ...
... Tears drown'd my eyes , and trembling seiz'd my soul : What should that mean ? Cast . Oh , thou art tender all ! Gentle and kind as sympathising nature ! Enter POLYDORE . But wherefore do I dally with my bliss ? The night's far spent ...
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... tears my heart , And , at each sigh , he drinks the gushing blood ! Must I be long in pain ! Enter CHAMONT . Cham . In tears , Monimia ! Mon. Whoe'er thou art , Leave me alone to my belov'd despair ! Cham . Lift up thy eyes , and see ...
... tears my heart , And , at each sigh , he drinks the gushing blood ! Must I be long in pain ! Enter CHAMONT . Cham . In tears , Monimia ! Mon. Whoe'er thou art , Leave me alone to my belov'd despair ! Cham . Lift up thy eyes , and see ...
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The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the ... Mrs. Inchbald Visualização integral - 1808 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Acast Alon Alonzo arms art thou BEGGAR'S OPERA Belvidera better Bevil blood bosom brother Captain Cast Castalio Cham Chamont Cimb Cimberton CONSCIOUS LOVERS COVENT GARDEN curs'd curse dagger dare daugh dear death Don Carlos DRURY LANE e'er Enter Exeunt Exit eyes false father fear Filch fortune give happy hath hear heart Heaven honour hope Humph husband hussy ISABELLA Jaff Jaffier lady leave Leon Leonora Lockit lord lov'd Lucinda Lucy MACHEATH madam marriage married Monimia Myrt Myrtle ne'er never night pain passion Peach PEACHUM Phil Phillis Pierre Polly Polydore poor Pr'ythee Priuli RENAULT revenge ruin SCENE Seal SEALAND sorrows soul speak sure tears tell thee there's thing THOMAS OTWAY thou art thou hast thought Twas Venice villain virtue wench wife wilt woman wretch wrong'd Zanga
Passagens conhecidas
Página 9 - A sterile fortune, and a barren bed, Attend you both; continual discord make Your days and nights bitter and grievous: still May the hard hand of a vexatious need Oppress, and grind you; till at last you find The curse of disobedience all your portion.
Página 16 - Oh woman, lovely woman ! Nature made thee To temper man : we had been brutes without you ; Angels are painted fair, to look like you : There 's in you all that we believe of Heaven ; Amazing brightness, purity, and truth, Eternal joy, and everlasting love.
Página 52 - Polly. I have no excuse for my own behaviour, madam, but my misfortunes — and really, madam, I suffer too upon your account. Lucy. But, Miss Polly, in the way of friendship, will you give me leave to propose a glass of cordial to you ? Polly.
Página 20 - Yes, indeed, the sex is frail. But the first time a woman is frail, she should be somewhat nice, methinks, for then or never is the time to make her fortune. After that, she hath nothing to do but to guard herself from being found out, and she may do what she pleases.
Página 59 - That Jemmy Twitcher should peach me, I own surprised me! Tis a plain proof that the world is all alike, and that even our gang can no more trust one another than other people.
Página 52 - Mercy, kind Heaven, has surely endless stores Hoarded for thee of blessings yet untasted ; Let wretches loaded hard with guilt as I am, Bow...
Página 61 - If cold white mortals censure this great deed, Warn them, they judge not of superior beings, Souls made of fire, and children of the sun, With whom Revenge is virtue.
Página 33 - Let us drink and sport to-day, Ours is not to-morrow. Love with youth flies swift away, Age is nought but sorrow. Dance and sing, Time's on the wing, Life never knows the return of spring.
Página 14 - Burn ! First burn, and level Venice to thy ruin. What ! starve like beggars' brats in frosty weather, Under a hedge, and whine ourselves to death...
Página 38 - Should there, my friends, be found amongst us one False to this glorious enterprise, what fate, What vengeance were enough for such a villain ? Eliot. Death here without repentance, hell hereafter.