"Their Majesties' Servants.": Annals of the English Stage, from Betterton to Edmund Kean. Actors-Authors--Audiences, Volume 2

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W. J. Widdleton, 1865 - Actors - 459 pages

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Page 15 - Resolved, &c., nemine contradicente, that in all aids given to the king by the Commons the rate or tax ought not to be altered by the Lords.
Page 53 - ild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter. Lord! we know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Page 20 - I had rather not suppress, viz. that it was the best first play that any author in his memory had produced ; and that for a young fellow to show himself such an actor and such a writer in one day, was something extraordinary.
Page 134 - He expressed himself to the same purpose concerning another law-lord 2, who, it seems, once took a fancy to associate with the wits of London ; but with so little success, that Foote said, " What can he mean by coming among us ? He is not only dull himself, but the cause of dulness in others.
Page 80 - When Lothario gave Horatio the challenge Quin, instead of accepting it instantaneously, with the determined and unembarrassed brow of superior bravery, made a long pause, and dragged out the words, ' I'll meet thee there !' in such a manner as to make it appear absolutely ludicrous.
Page 80 - Horatio — heavens, what a transition! — it seemed as if a whole century had been swept over in the transition of a single scene; old things were done away and a new order at once brought forward, bright and luminous, and clearly destined to dispel the barbarisms and bigotry of a...
Page 135 - Sincerity ! Thou first of virtues, let no mortal leave Thy onward path! although the earth should gape, And from the gulf of hell destruction cry To take dissimulation's winding way.
Page 270 - Death ! Who hast for thy domain this world immense. Churchyards and charnel-houses are thy haunts, And hospitals thy sumptuous palaces. And when thou wouldst be merry, thou dost choose The gaudy chamber of a dying king. O then thou dost ope wide thy hideous jaws, And with rude laughter and fantastic tricks Thou clapp'st thy rattling fingers to thy sides.
Page 76 - Garrick reckoned a tolerable author, though he has proved how little sense is necessary to form a great actor! His Cymon, his prologues and epilogues, and forty such pieces of trash, are below mediocrity, and yet delight the mob in the boxes, as well as in the footman's gallery. I do not mention the things written in his praise, because he writes most of them himself.
Page 357 - your fame shall last during the empire of vice and misery, in the extension of which you have acted so great a part ! " We make no apology for our sentiments, unfashionable as they are. Feeling the importance of the condition of man as a moral agent, accountable not merely for the direct...

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