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... told you never to murry an actor , and you have married a man who neither is nor ever can be an actor . " This anecdote has been often mistold , and the same words in- accurately ascribed to Roger Kemble , on his daughter's mar- riage ...
... told you never to murry an actor , and you have married a man who neither is nor ever can be an actor . " This anecdote has been often mistold , and the same words in- accurately ascribed to Roger Kemble , on his daughter's mar- riage ...
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... told that this poor man was mur- dered by Christians of their own persuasion : for it is but re- cently that the bulk of Englishmen have been forced to be- lieve the historical fact , that their Protestant forefathers were nearly as ...
... told that this poor man was mur- dered by Christians of their own persuasion : for it is but re- cently that the bulk of Englishmen have been forced to be- lieve the historical fact , that their Protestant forefathers were nearly as ...
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... told that the tragedy to be performed that evening was " Venice Preserved . " They all laughed heartily , and promised themselves a treat of the ludicrous , in the misrepresentation of the piece . Some one who overheard their mirth ...
... told that the tragedy to be performed that evening was " Venice Preserved . " They all laughed heartily , and promised themselves a treat of the ludicrous , in the misrepresentation of the piece . Some one who overheard their mirth ...
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... told me ; and said that , when Mrs. Abingdon heard of my impending dis- missal , she told them they were all acting like fools . When the London season was over , I made an engagement at Bir- mingham for the ensuing summer , little ...
... told me ; and said that , when Mrs. Abingdon heard of my impending dis- missal , she told them they were all acting like fools . When the London season was over , I made an engagement at Bir- mingham for the ensuing summer , little ...
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... told , was the Della Cruscan Anna Matilda . She inquired about the sale of her last poem , " The Siege of Acre . " I have since learned that she was at that time in good circumstances , and cherished by many friends ; but , either from ...
... told , was the Della Cruscan Anna Matilda . She inquired about the sale of her last poem , " The Siege of Acre . " I have since learned that she was at that time in good circumstances , and cherished by many friends ; but , either from ...
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Page 119 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
Page 125 - All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
Page 124 - Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
Page 51 - Pity it is, that the momentary beauties flowing from an harmonious elocution, cannot like those of poetry be their own record! That the animated graces of the player can live no longer than the instant breath and motion that presents them; or at best can but faintly glimmer through the memory, or imperfect attestation of a few surviving spectators.
Page 122 - Are you a man ? MACB. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. LADY M. O proper stuff ! This is the very painting of your fear : This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts, Impostors to true fear, would well become A woman's story at a winter's fire, Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself ! Why do you make such faces ? When all 's done, You look but on a stool.
Page 120 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
Page 180 - Page. Madam, there is a lady in your hall, Who begs to be admitted to your presence. Lady. Is it not one of our invited friends? Page. No, far unlike to them ; it is a stranger. Lady. How looks her countenance ? Page.
Page 123 - Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens, and the crow...
Page 121 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Page 94 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me...