The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, 7±Ç |
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51 ÆäÀÌÁö
See , that there be a noble supper provided in the saloon to - night - serve up my
best wines , and let me have music , d'ye hear ? Sero . Yes , sir . [ Exeunt .
Jerome . And order all my doors to be thrown open --admit all guests , with masks
or ...
See , that there be a noble supper provided in the saloon to - night - serve up my
best wines , and let me have music , d'ye hear ? Sero . Yes , sir . [ Exeunt .
Jerome . And order all my doors to be thrown open --admit all guests , with masks
or ...
51 ÆäÀÌÁö
See , that there be a noble supper provided in the saloon to - night - serve up my
best wines , and let me have music , d'ye hear ? Serv . Yes , sir . [ Exeunt .
Jerome . And order all my doors to be thrown open -admit all guests , with masks
or ...
See , that there be a noble supper provided in the saloon to - night - serve up my
best wines , and let me have music , d'ye hear ? Serv . Yes , sir . [ Exeunt .
Jerome . And order all my doors to be thrown open -admit all guests , with masks
or ...
56 ÆäÀÌÁö
If , indeed , Ferdinand had not offended me so last night . Louisa . Come , come ,
it was his fear of losing you made him so rash . Clara . Well , you may think me
cruel _ but I swear , if he were here this instant , I believe I should forgive him .
If , indeed , Ferdinand had not offended me so last night . Louisa . Come , come ,
it was his fear of losing you made him so rash . Clara . Well , you may think me
cruel _ but I swear , if he were here this instant , I believe I should forgive him .
15 ÆäÀÌÁö
A stormy Night . Enter Don FERNANDO . Don Fer . Pedrillo ! [ Calling . ] What a
dreadful night , and horrid place to be benighted ! Pedrillo ! I fear I ' ve lost my
servant ; but , by the pace I rode since I left Ecceija , Don Scipio ' s castle can ' t
be ...
A stormy Night . Enter Don FERNANDO . Don Fer . Pedrillo ! [ Calling . ] What a
dreadful night , and horrid place to be benighted ! Pedrillo ! I fear I ' ve lost my
servant ; but , by the pace I rode since I left Ecceija , Don Scipio ' s castle can ' t
be ...
47 ÆäÀÌÁö
O. O what a night is here for love ! Cynthia brightly shining above ; Among the
trees , To the sighing breeze , Fountains tinkling , Stars a twinkling Diana . O what
a night is here for love ! So may the morn propitious prove ! Har . And so it will , if
...
O. O what a night is here for love ! Cynthia brightly shining above ; Among the
trees , To the sighing breeze , Fountains tinkling , Stars a twinkling Diana . O what
a night is here for love ! So may the morn propitious prove ! Har . And so it will , if
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10 ÆäÀÌÁö - I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure ? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then, Till it grateful press again. Must I with attentive eye Watch her heaving bosom sigh ? I will do so — when I see That heaving...
24 ÆäÀÌÁö - Your charms would make me true. To you no soul shall bear deceit, No stranger offer wrong; But friends in all the aged you'll meet, And lovers in the young. But when they learn that you have blest Another with your heart, They'll bid aspiring passion rest, And act a brother's part: Then, lady, dread not here deceit, Nor fear to suffer wrong ; For friends in all the aged you'll meet, And brothers in the young.
39 ÆäÀÌÁö - A bumper of good liquor Will end a contest quicker Than justice, judge, or vicar: So fill a cheerful glass, And let good humour pass.
49 ÆäÀÌÁö - Why, I vow, I ne'er could see, Let the water-drinkers tell, There it always lay for me. For when sparkling wine went round, Never saw I falsehood's mask, But still honest truth I found, In the* bottom of each flask. True, at length my vigour's flown, I have years to bring decay ; Few the locks, that now I own. And the few I have are gray. Yet, old Jerome, thou may'st boast, While thy spirits do not tire, Still beneath thy age's frost Glows a spark of youthful fire.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - I purchased some years ago; by me it will never be missed, and who ever marries my daughter will have little reason to complain of my disposing of such a trifle for my own gratification. On the present marriage I intended to perfect a deed of gift in your favour, which has been for some time...
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - But, my dear Colonel, I am afraid, after all, this affair is taken amiss by you ; yes, I see you are angry on your son's account; but let me repeat it, I have a very high opinion of his merit. Col.
23 ÆäÀÌÁö - What is the matter here ? Lady M. I will have a separate maintenance, I will indeed. Only a new instance of your father's infidelity, my dear. Then with such low wretches, farmers' daughters and servant wenches; but any thing with a cap on, 'tis all the same to him.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - Your fault, Madam ! I wish I was to hear such a word come out of his mouth : if he was a minister to-morrow, and to say such a thing from his pulpit, and I by, I'd tell him it was false upon the spot.
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - Well, Master Jenkins ! don't you think now that a nobleman, a duke, an earl, or a marquis, might be content to share his title — I say, you understand me — with a sweetener of thirty or forty thousand pounds, to pay off mortgages ? Besides, there's a prospect of my whole estate; for I dare swear her brother will never have any children.