Dramatic works of Sheridan and Goldsmith. With Goldsmith's poems, 1±ÇW. Kent & Company, 1884 - 312ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... CARLOS FRANCIS LAY BROTHER DONNA LOUISA DONNA CLARA THE DUENNA Mr. Mattocks . Mr. Quick . Mr. Wilson . Mr. Dubellamy . Mr. Mahon . Mr. Wewitzer . Mr. Leoni . Mr. Fox . Mr. Baker . Mrs. Mattocks . Mrs. Cargill . Mrs. Green .
... CARLOS FRANCIS LAY BROTHER DONNA LOUISA DONNA CLARA THE DUENNA Mr. Mattocks . Mr. Quick . Mr. Wilson . Mr. Dubellamy . Mr. Mahon . Mr. Wewitzer . Mr. Leoni . Mr. Fox . Mr. Baker . Mrs. Mattocks . Mrs. Cargill . Mrs. Green .
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... my young mistress , Donna Louisa , I sup- pose : soh ! we shall have the old gentleman up presently -lest he should miss his son , I had best lose no time in getting to my post . [ Exit . Enter ANTONIO , with Masks and Music . Song .
... my young mistress , Donna Louisa , I sup- pose : soh ! we shall have the old gentleman up presently -lest he should miss his son , I had best lose no time in getting to my post . [ Exit . Enter ANTONIO , with Masks and Music . Song .
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... LOUISA . Replies from a window . Waking , I heard thy numbers chide , Waking the dawn did bless my sight , ' Tis Phoebus sure , that woos , I cried , Who speaks in song , who moves in light . DON JEROME . From a window . What vagabonds ...
... LOUISA . Replies from a window . Waking , I heard thy numbers chide , Waking the dawn did bless my sight , ' Tis Phoebus sure , that woos , I cried , Who speaks in song , who moves in light . DON JEROME . From a window . What vagabonds ...
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... ; so make the best of your time , d'ye hear . [ Exit . Ferd . I fear , indeed , my friend Antonio has little to hope for - however , Louisa has firmness , and my whine till your heart breaks , but I'll not hear THE DUENNA . 213.
... ; so make the best of your time , d'ye hear . [ Exit . Ferd . I fear , indeed , my friend Antonio has little to hope for - however , Louisa has firmness , and my whine till your heart breaks , but I'll not hear THE DUENNA . 213.
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... LOUIsa . SCENE IV . Fer . Come , mistress , there is your way - the world lies before you , so troop , thou antiquated Eve , thou original sin - hold , yonder is some fellow skulking , perhaps it is Antonio - go to him , d'ye hear , and ...
... LOUIsa . SCENE IV . Fer . Come , mistress , there is your way - the world lies before you , so troop , thou antiquated Eve , thou original sin - hold , yonder is some fellow skulking , perhaps it is Antonio - go to him , d'ye hear , and ...
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25 ÆäÀÌÁö - But I say it is, miss; there is nothing on earth so easy as to forget, if a person chooses to set about it. I'm sure I have as much forgot .your poor dear uncle as if he had never existed — and I thought it my duty so to do; .and let me tell you, Lydia, these violent memories don't become a young woman.
212 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cheeks of rose untouched by art ? 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 bosom sigh for me.
28 ÆäÀÌÁö - If he demurred, I knocked him down; and if he grumbled at that, I always sent him out of the room. Mrs. Mai. Aye, and the properest way, o' my conscience ! Nothing is so conciliating to young people as severity. Well, Sir Anthony, I shall give Mr. Acres his discharge, and prepare Lydia to receive your son's invocations ; and I hope you will represent her to the captain as an object not altogether illegible. Sir Anth.
55 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ah ! few gentlemen nowadays know how to value the ineffectual qualities in a woman ! Few think how a little knowledge becomes a gentlewoman ! Men have no sense now but for the worthless flower of beauty ! Abs.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - Madam, a circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge. It blossoms through the year ! And depend on it, Mrs. Malaprop, that they who are so fond of handling the leaves will long for the fruit at last.
221 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.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance, I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or algebra, or simony, or fluxions, or paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning — neither would it be necessary for her to handle any of your mathematical, astronomical, diabolical instruments.
25 ÆäÀÌÁö - You thought, miss! I don't know any business you have to think at all — thought does not become a young woman. But the point we would request of you is, that you will promise to forget this fellow — to illiterate him, I say, quite from your memory.
58 ÆäÀÌÁö - Twould be a trick she well deserves; besides, you know the fellow tells her he'll get my consent to see her — ha! ha! Let him if he can, I say again. Lydia, come down here!
38 ÆäÀÌÁö - Spoke like a man ! But pray, Bob, I observe you have got an odd kind of a new method of swearing Acres. Ha ! ha ! you've taken notice of it — 'tis genteel, isn't it ! — I didn't invent it myself though ; but a commander in our militia, a great scholar, I assure you, says that there is no meaning ii.