A Select Collection of Old Plays, Volume 8R. Dodsley in Pall-Mall., 1744 - English drama |
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Page 194
... Mont . Thou art fure mistaken , ' tis not poffible That I can be the man thou art employ'd to . Calyp . Not you the man ? you are the man of men , And fuch another in my lady's eye , Never to be discover'd . Mont . A mere ftranger newly ...
... Mont . Thou art fure mistaken , ' tis not poffible That I can be the man thou art employ'd to . Calyp . Not you the man ? you are the man of men , And fuch another in my lady's eye , Never to be discover'd . Mont . A mere ftranger newly ...
Page 195
... Mont . Jolantre ! I have heard of her ; for chastity and beauty , The wonder of the age . Calyp . Pray you , not too much Of chastity ; fair and free I do subscribe to , And fo you'll find her . Mont . Come , y'are a base creature , And ...
... Mont . Jolantre ! I have heard of her ; for chastity and beauty , The wonder of the age . Calyp . Pray you , not too much Of chastity ; fair and free I do subscribe to , And fo you'll find her . Mont . Come , y'are a base creature , And ...
Page 196
... Mont . No more , her breath would warm an eunuch . Calyp . I knew I should heat you ; now he begins to glow . Mont . I am fleth and blood , And I were not man , if I fhould not run the hazard , Had I no other ends in't . I have confider ...
... Mont . No more , her breath would warm an eunuch . Calyp . I knew I should heat you ; now he begins to glow . Mont . I am fleth and blood , And I were not man , if I fhould not run the hazard , Had I no other ends in't . I have confider ...
Page 205
... Mont . I am much troubled , and know not what to think Of this defign . Sever . It ftill comes on . Mont . The watch ! I am betray'd . Sever . Should I now appear fearful , It would difcover me ; there is no retiring , My confidence ...
... Mont . I am much troubled , and know not what to think Of this defign . Sever . It ftill comes on . Mont . The watch ! I am betray'd . Sever . Should I now appear fearful , It would difcover me ; there is no retiring , My confidence ...
Page 206
... Mont . Good fir , grow not fo high , I can justify my being abroad ; I am No pilfering vagabond , and what you are Stands yet in fuppofition ; and I charge you , If you are an officer , bring me before your captain s For if you do ...
... Mont . Good fir , grow not fo high , I can justify my being abroad ; I am No pilfering vagabond , and what you are Stands yet in fuppofition ; and I charge you , If you are an officer , bring me before your captain s For if you do ...
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Page 158 - Hold, for your own sake ! Though charity to your daughter hath quite left you, Will you do an act, though in your hopes lost here, Can leave no hope for peace or rest hereafter?
Page 136 - ... howl at her brightness. I am of a solid temper, and, like these, Steer on a constant course : with mine own sword, ' If call'd into the field, I can make that right Which fearful enemies murmur'd at as wrong.
Page 136 - Yes, as rocks are, When foamy billows split themselves against Their flinty ribs; or as the moon is mov'd When wolves, with hunger pin'd, howl at her brightness.
Page 132 - I stand engaged, for I want language To speak my debt ; yet if a tear or two Of joy, for your much goodness, can supply My tongue's defects, I could Lov. Nay, do not melt : This ceremonial thanks to me's superfluous. Over. \within.\ Is my lord stirring? Lov. 'Tis he ! oh, here's your letter : let him in.
Page 139 - The sum of all that makes a just man happy Consists in the well choosing of his wife: And there, well to discharge it, does require Equality of years, of birth, of fortune ; For beauty being poor, and not cried up By birth or wealth, can truly mix with neither. And wealth, where there's such difference in years, And fair descent, must make the yoke uneasy :— >But I come nearer. L. All. Pray you do, my lord. Lov. Were Overreach...
Page 161 - I redeem it Some noble way, I am but half made up. It is a time of action. If your lordship Will please to confer a company upon me In your command, I doubt not in my service To my king and country but I shall do something That may make me right again.
Page 147 - So my lord have you, What do I care who gives you? Since my lord Does purpose to be private, I'll not cross him. I know not, Master Allworth, how my lord May be provided, and therefore there's a purse Of gold, 'twill serve this night's expense; to-morrow I'll furnish him with any sums.
Page 134 - We are private. I come not to make offer with my daughter A certain portion, that were poor and trivial; In one word, I pronounce all that is mine, In lands or leases, ready coin or goods, With her, my lord, comes to you ; nor shall you have One motive to induce you to believe I live too long, since every year I'll add Something unto the heap, which shall be yours too. Lov. You are a right kind father.
Page 153 - End me no ends ! engage the whole estate, And force your spouse to sign it, you shall have Three or four thousand more, to roar and swagger And revel in bawdy taverns.
Page 144 - Tis true, my dearest: Yet, when I call to mind how many fair ones Make wilful shipwreck of their faiths, and oaths To God and man, to fill the arms of greatness ; And you...