Bell's British Theatre: The way of the world, by W. Congreve. ... Phaedra and Hippolitus, by E. Smith1797 |
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Passagens conhecidas
Página 25 - I'm struck as flat as a fryia|M>an. Mir. Words of course ! never mind wiem : turn you about upon your heel, with a jnntce air; hum out the end of an old song; cut a cross caper, and at her again. Dur. [Imitates Him.] No, hang it, 'twill never do— Oons ! what did my father mean by sticking me up in an university, or to think that I should gain any thing by my head, in a nation whose genius lies all in their heels ! -Well, if ever I come to have children of my own, they shall have VOL.
Página 20 - By boundless wisdom, and by boundless love, 1 follow thee, with resignation, hope, With confidence and joy ; for thou art good, And of thy rising goodness is no end...
Página 32 - Mir. No, no, madam, I ha'n't forgot ; I have brought you a thousand little Italian curiosities. I'll assure you, madam, as far as a hundred pistoles would reach, I ha'n't forgot the least circumstance.
Página 65 - tis ten times worse. Bob turned friar !— Why should the fellow shave his foolish crown, when the same razor may cut his throat ? Dur. If you have any command, or you any interest over him, lose not a minute : He has thrown himself into the next monastery, and has ordered me to pay off his servants, and discharge his equipage.
Página 97 - DURETETE. Dur. My friend has forsaken me, I have abandoned my mistress, my time lies heavy upon my hands, and my money burns in my pocket — But now I think on't, my myrmidons are upon duty to-night ; I'll fairly stroll down to the guard, and nod away the night with my honest lieutenant, over a flask of wine, a story, and a pipe of tobacco.
Página 58 - Shall ne'er trace honour here ; shall never blot The fair inscription Never shall the cords Of Danish insolence bind down these arms, That bore my royal master from the field. Gust. Ha ! Say you, brother ? Were you there — Oh, grief!
Página 44 - Where's your honour? where's your courage now? Ads my life, sir, I have a great mind to kick you ! — Go, go to your fellow-rake now, rail at my sex...
Página 78 - I'll bear the villain from her brother. — Put up your anger with your sword; I have a heart like yours, that swells at an affront received, but melts at an injury given ; and if the lovely Oriana's grief be such a moving scene, 'twill find a part within this breast, perhaps as tender as a brother's. Dug. To prove that soft compassion for her grief, endeavour to remove it.— There, there, behold an object that 's infective ; I cannot view her, but I am as mad as she.
Página 52 - I'm above any pleasure that you can give, but that of seeing you miserable. And mark me, sir, my friend, my injured friend, shall yet be doubly happy, and you shall be a husband, as much as the rites of marriage, and the breach of them, can make you.
Página 88 - To be the means, the specialty of lust, And sensual attribution; if thou think'st That empire is of titled birth or blood ; That nature, in the proud behalf of one, Shall disenfranchise all her lordly race, And bow her general issue to the yoke Of private domination ; then, thou proud one, Here know me for thy king.