The British Drama: pt. 1-2. ComediesWilliam Miller, printed by James Ballantyne, 1804 - English drama |
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... Lord , Don Lopez ! Lop . How d'ye , Frederick ? Fred . At your Lordship's service . I am glad to see you look so well , my lord . I hope An- tonio's out of danger ? Lop . Quite contrary ; his fever increases , they tell me ; and the ...
... Lord , Don Lopez ! Lop . How d'ye , Frederick ? Fred . At your Lordship's service . I am glad to see you look so well , my lord . I hope An- tonio's out of danger ? Lop . Quite contrary ; his fever increases , they tell me ; and the ...
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... lord , did you not cast in the allay of my extraction . Lop . There is no condition of life without its cares ; and it is the perfection of a man to wear them as easy as he can : this unfortunate duel of my son's does not pass without ...
... lord , did you not cast in the allay of my extraction . Lop . There is no condition of life without its cares ; and it is the perfection of a man to wear them as easy as he can : this unfortunate duel of my son's does not pass without ...
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... lord . Lop . And so you helped her through the win- dow , to make her disobey ? Fel . Ha , my sister gone ! Oh , scandal to our Fred . This is insulting me , my lord , when I assure you I have neither seen nor know any Fred . Did he see ...
... lord . Lop . And so you helped her through the win- dow , to make her disobey ? Fel . Ha , my sister gone ! Oh , scandal to our Fred . This is insulting me , my lord , when I assure you I have neither seen nor know any Fred . Did he see ...
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... lord ? Why look ye , my lord ; I bear the young gentleman no ill will , my lord . If I get but the five hundred pounds , my lord why look ye , my lord ; ' tis the same thing to me , whether your son be hanged or not , my lord . Vas . I ...
... lord ? Why look ye , my lord ; I bear the young gentleman no ill will , my lord . If I get but the five hundred pounds , my lord why look ye , my lord ; ' tis the same thing to me , whether your son be hanged or not , my lord . Vas . I ...
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... lord ? Lop . I am informed that my daughter is in your house . Ped . That's more than I know , my lord ; but here was your son , just now , as drunk as an em- peror . Lop . My son drunk ! -I never saw him in drink in my life . — Where ...
... lord ? Lop . I am informed that my daughter is in your house . Ped . That's more than I know , my lord ; but here was your son , just now , as drunk as an em- peror . Lop . My son drunk ! -I never saw him in drink in my life . — Where ...
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Page 1004 - I would have her instructed in geometry, that she might know something of the contagious countries. But above all, Sir Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying. This, Sir Anthony, is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
Page 958 - I'm sure I should be sorry people said anything amiss, since I have no fortune but my character. MARLOW: [Aside] By heaven, she weeps. This is the first mark of tenderness I ever had from a modest woman, and it touches me.
Page 945 - The Englishman's malady. But tell me, George, where could I have learned that assurance you talk of? My life has been chiefly spent in a college, or an inn, in seclusion from that lovely part of the creation that chiefly teach men confidence.
Page 1012 - Nay, but, Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes!
Page 943 - I'll leave it to all men of sense, But you, my good friend, are the Pigeon. Toroddle, toroddle, toroll. Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.
Page 945 - Diggory, you are too talkative. — Then, if I happen to say a good thing, or tell a good story at table, you must not all burst out a-laughing, as if you made part of the company.
Page 946 - It's not my way, you see, to receive my friends with my back to the fire. I like to give them a hearty reception in the old style at my gate. I like to see their horses and trunks taken care of.
Page 1021 - Come, come, Mrs. Malaprop, we must forget and forgive ; — odds life ! matters have taken so clever a turn all of a sudden, that I could find in my heart to be so goodhumoured! and so gallant! hey! Mrs. Malaprop! - Mrs. Mai. Well, Sir Anthony, since you desire it, we will not anticipate the past; — so mind, young people — our retrospection will be all to the future.
Page 941 - I'll never control your choice; but Mr. Marlow, whom I have pitched upon, is the son of my old friend, Sir Charles Marlow, of whom you have heard me talk so often. The young gentleman has been bred a scholar, and is designed for an employment in the service of his country.
Page 1004 - In my way hither, Mrs. Malaprop, I observed your niece's maid coming forth from a circulating library! — She had a book in each hand — they were half-bound volumes, with marble covers! — From that moment I guessed how full of duty I should see her mistress!