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... hope she'll DRAW , or we'll UNDRAW the curtain . << Fine satire , poz - in public all abuse it , But , by ourselves ; ( sips ) our praise we can't refuse it . « Now ; Lisp , read you there , at that dash and star : » « Yes , ma'am - A ...
... hope she'll DRAW , or we'll UNDRAW the curtain . << Fine satire , poz - in public all abuse it , But , by ourselves ; ( sips ) our praise we can't refuse it . « Now ; Lisp , read you there , at that dash and star : » « Yes , ma'am - A ...
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... hope ' tis not true that your brother is absolutely ruined ? JOSEPH . S. I am afraid his circumstances are very bad indeed , ma'am . MRS . C. Ah ! I heard so - but you must tell him to keep up his spirits ; every body almost is in the ...
... hope ' tis not true that your brother is absolutely ruined ? JOSEPH . S. I am afraid his circumstances are very bad indeed , ma'am . MRS . C. Ah ! I heard so - but you must tell him to keep up his spirits ; every body almost is in the ...
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... hope no busy people have already prejudiced Sir Oliver against him . He may reform . SIR B. To be sure he may for my part , I never belie- ved him to be so utterly void of principle as people say ; and though he has lost all his friends ...
... hope no busy people have already prejudiced Sir Oliver against him . He may reform . SIR B. To be sure he may for my part , I never belie- ved him to be so utterly void of principle as people say ; and though he has lost all his friends ...
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... hope we shall see Sir Peter ? LADY T. I believe he'll wait on your ladyship presently . LADY S. Maria , my dear , you look grave . Come , you shall sit down to piquet with Mr. Surface . MARIA . I take very little pleasure in cards ...
... hope we shall see Sir Peter ? LADY T. I believe he'll wait on your ladyship presently . LADY S. Maria , my dear , you look grave . Come , you shall sit down to piquet with Mr. Surface . MARIA . I take very little pleasure in cards ...
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... hope you'll not take her part . [ Mrs. Candour turns up stage . LADY S. Ha ! ha ! ha ! Well said , Sir Peter ! but you are a cruel creature , —too phlegmatic yourself for a jest , and too peevish to allow wit in others . SIR P. Ah ...
... hope you'll not take her part . [ Mrs. Candour turns up stage . LADY S. Ha ! ha ! ha ! Well said , Sir Peter ! but you are a cruel creature , —too phlegmatic yourself for a jest , and too peevish to allow wit in others . SIR P. Ah ...
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104 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
181 ÆäÀÌÁö - They, by a strange frenzy driven, fight for power, for plunder, and extended rule. We for our country, our altars, and our homes. They follow an adventurer whom they fear, and obey a power which they hate. We serve a monarch whom we love— a god whom we adore.
46 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen ; Here's to the widow of fifty ; Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean, And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. Chorus. Let the toast pass, — Drink to the lass, I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
155 ÆäÀÌÁö - How mortifying, to remember the dear delicious shifts I used to be put to, to gain half a minute's conversation with this fellow! How often have I stole forth, in the coldest night in January, and found him in the garden, stuck like a dripping statue! There would he kneel to me in the snow, and sneeze and cough so pathetically!
103 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.
103 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... before marriage, as if he'd been a blackamoor — and yet, miss, you are sensible what a wife I made ; and when it pleased Heaven to release me from him, 'tis unknown what tears I shed ! But suppose we were going to give you another choice, will you promise us to give up this Beverley? Lyd. Could I belie my thoughts so far as to give that promise, my actions would certainly as far belie my words.
88 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sir Peter, my friend, and Rowley too — look on that elder nephew of mine. You know what he has already received from my bounty ; and you also know how gladly I would have regarded half my fortune as held in trust for him : judge then my disappointment in discovering him to be destitute of truth, charity, and gratitude. Sir Pet.
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - I know there are a set of malicious, prating, prudent gossips, both male and female, who murder characters to kill time, and will rob a young fellow of his good name before he has years to know the value of it.
164 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then let us study to preserve it so: and while Hope pictures to us a flattering scene of future bliss, let us deny its pencil those colours which are too bright to be lasting. — When hearts deserving happiness would unite their fortunes, Virtue would crown them with an unfading garland of modest hurtless flowers; but ill-judging Passion will force the gaudier rose into the wreath, whose thorn offends them when its leaves are dropped! [Exeunt omnes. EPILOGUE BY THE AUTHOR SPOKEN BY MRS. BULKLEY...
104 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... 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 mis-spell and mis-pronounce 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.