The Actor's Budget: Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and Tales, Serious and Comic : Together with a Rare and Genuine Collection of Theatrical Anecdotes and Comic Songs |
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... . And now , Neddy , We must part , with all my heart , — I to play , -you to bray , High - down , ho - down , & c . A MONOLOGUE , CALLED PEEPING TOM'S PEE INTO WORTHING.- Spoken A 2 ADDRESSES , ETC. Comic-Srtiric Address, ...
... . And now , Neddy , We must part , with all my heart , — I to play , -you to bray , High - down , ho - down , & c . A MONOLOGUE , CALLED PEEPING TOM'S PEE INTO WORTHING.- Spoken A 2 ADDRESSES , ETC. Comic-Srtiric Address, ...
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... CALLED PEEPING TOM'S PEE INTO WORTHING.- Spoken by Mr. Oxberry . FROM Coventry hither , good folks , I am come ; I am sure you all know me , my name's Peeping Tom , And odd fellow you'll say , when I've told my odd tale , Curiosity ...
... CALLED PEEPING TOM'S PEE INTO WORTHING.- Spoken by Mr. Oxberry . FROM Coventry hither , good folks , I am come ; I am sure you all know me , my name's Peeping Tom , And odd fellow you'll say , when I've told my odd tale , Curiosity ...
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... called , the accounts made even , The money paid , the receipt was given ; " Well , " said the ' squire , " now you shall stay " And dine with me , old friend , to - day ; " I've here some ladies wond'rous pretty , " And pleasant sparks ...
... called , the accounts made even , The money paid , the receipt was given ; " Well , " said the ' squire , " now you shall stay " And dine with me , old friend , to - day ; " I've here some ladies wond'rous pretty , " And pleasant sparks ...
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... , & c . PROLOGUE TO AN ENTERTAINMENT , 66 CALLED CARE NONSUITED ' Criminal - like , the hour of trial near , Before this dread tribunal , I appear , " " Care Nonsuited . Trembling , doubting - hoping to win 46 PROLOGUES ,
... , & c . PROLOGUE TO AN ENTERTAINMENT , 66 CALLED CARE NONSUITED ' Criminal - like , the hour of trial near , Before this dread tribunal , I appear , " " Care Nonsuited . Trembling , doubting - hoping to win 46 PROLOGUES ,
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... called was the Jew , Which never thought to dye , Nor never yet did anye good To them in streets that lye . His life was like a barrow hogge , That lyveth many a daie , Yet never once doth anye good , Untill men will him slaie . Or like ...
... called was the Jew , Which never thought to dye , Nor never yet did anye good To them in streets that lye . His life was like a barrow hogge , That lyveth many a daie , Yet never once doth anye good , Untill men will him slaie . Or like ...
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Page 136 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft Have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Page 136 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Page 139 - Scotland's shore. So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day, At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand, So dark it is they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
Page 134 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 136 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their...
Page 136 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 14 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Page 135 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, Hands that the rod of empire might have...
Page 138 - Rover walked his deck, And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring ; It made him whistle, it made him sing : His heart was mirthful to excess, But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape...
Page 135 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death...