The Theatrical Bouquet: Containing an Alphabetical Arrangement of the Prologues and Epilogues, which Have Been Published by Distinguished Wits, from the Time that Colley Cibber First Came on the Stage to the Present Year ... |
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Page 13
... still will grin --- Let ' em come on --- 1 draw my corking pin ! But fhould our foldiers , failors , raife our tears , They only can be conquer'd by t your tears . Your fimiles may foften , but your tears can melt ' em , The bravett ...
... still will grin --- Let ' em come on --- 1 draw my corking pin ! But fhould our foldiers , failors , raife our tears , They only can be conquer'd by t your tears . Your fimiles may foften , but your tears can melt ' em , The bravett ...
Page 44
... Still are they half afleep , nor t'other half awake : O , Ladies fair ! are thefe fit men to wed ? Such hufbands , half , had better be quite dead . But , to return - vain men , throughout the nation , Boat , they alone , have College ...
... Still are they half afleep , nor t'other half awake : O , Ladies fair ! are thefe fit men to wed ? Such hufbands , half , had better be quite dead . But , to return - vain men , throughout the nation , Boat , they alone , have College ...
Page 49
... still survives ; The garb may alter , but the fubftance lives . Lives in this playwhere each may find complete His pictur'd felf Then favour the deceit Kindly forget the hundred years between ; Become old Britons , and admire old BEN ...
... still survives ; The garb may alter , but the fubftance lives . Lives in this playwhere each may find complete His pictur'd felf Then favour the deceit Kindly forget the hundred years between ; Become old Britons , and admire old BEN ...
Page 53
... Still hearts refin'd their fadden'd tint retain -The figh is pleasure ! and the jet is pain ! -Scarce have they fmiles to honour grace or wit , -Tho ' Rofcius fpoke the verfe himself had writ ! Thus thro ' the time when vernal fruits ...
... Still hearts refin'd their fadden'd tint retain -The figh is pleasure ! and the jet is pain ! -Scarce have they fmiles to honour grace or wit , -Tho ' Rofcius fpoke the verfe himself had writ ! Thus thro ' the time when vernal fruits ...
Page 69
... Still will we labour to deferve your praise , And dedicate to you the fruit you raise . E PI L O GUE TO THE .I IN N CONSTAN WRITTEN BY NATHANIEL ROWE , ESQ . FROM Spoken by MR . WILKS . T. ROM Fletcher's great original , to - day We ...
... Still will we labour to deferve your praise , And dedicate to you the fruit you raise . E PI L O GUE TO THE .I IN N CONSTAN WRITTEN BY NATHANIEL ROWE , ESQ . FROM Spoken by MR . WILKS . T. ROM Fletcher's great original , to - day We ...
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applaufe bard beft boaft breaft Britons caufe charms comic critic damn DAVID GARRICK e'er English EPILOGUE ev'n ev'ry eyes faid fame faſhion fatire fave favour fcenes fcorn fear feem fenfe fhall fhew fhould filk firft flain fmile foes foft folly fome fons fool foon foul fpeak fpirit friends ftage ftand ftate ftill fuccefs fuch fure fweet GARRICK gen'rous give grace Greece heart heroes honeft honour hufbands juft KING Ladies laft laugh Lord Mifs mind mufe muft muſt ne'er night o'er OGUE paffion play pleafe pleaſe pleaſure poet poet's poor pow'r praife praiſe pray PROLOGUE R. B. SHERIDAN reafon rife ſcene ſkill ſpeak Spoken ſtage tafte taſte tears thefe there's theſe thofe thoſe thro to-night tragic Twas uſe virtue WESTO whofe wife worfe wou'd WRITTEN ye fair Zounds то
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Page 311 - To drive the deer with hound and horn Earl Percy took his way ; The child may rue that is unborn The hunting of that day.
Page 301 - The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live. Then prompt no more the follies you decry...
Page 94 - The welcome visitors' approach denote; Farewell all quality of high .renown, Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious town! Farewell! your revels I partake no more, And Lady Teazle's occupation's o'er!
Page 130 - And about something make a mighty Pother ; They all go in, and out; and to, and fro...
Page 171 - The painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die: But he who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art, and artist, share one common grave.
Page 300 - Then Jonson came, instructed from the school, To please in method, and invent by rule...
Page 326 - Throw it behind the fire, and never more Let that vile paper come within my door." Thus at our friends we laugh, who feel the dart; To reach our feelings, we ourselves must smart. Is our young bard so young, to think that he Can stop the full spring-tide of calumny? Knows he the world so little, and its trade? Alas! the devil's sooner raised than laid.
Page 170 - This night, our wit, the pert apprentice cries, Lies at my feet, I hiss him, and he dies.
Page 22 - Rome swift thunder flew, And headlong from his throne the tyrant threw : Thrown headlong down, by Rome in triumph led, For this night's deed, his perjur'd bosom bled. His brother's ghost each moment made him start, And all his father's anguish rent his heart. "When rob'd in black his children round him hung...
Page 219 - Commanding tears to stream through every age ; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept. Our author...