English Comic DramatistsOswald Crawfurd Kegan Paul, Trench & Company, 1883 - 283ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... Amlet , a bolder rogue than himself , and has passed for his servant , suddenly at a critical moment asserts his equality and terrifies his confederate into exorbitant terms . If Hazlitt's defini- tion be correct , then this admirable ...
... Amlet , a bolder rogue than himself , and has passed for his servant , suddenly at a critical moment asserts his equality and terrifies his confederate into exorbitant terms . If Hazlitt's defini- tion be correct , then this admirable ...
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... Amlet interrupts his talk with interjections of her per- sonal admiration for her scapegrace son- What a nose he has ! ' - ' What a cherry cheek is there ! ' - ' Now , the Lord love thee , for thou art a comfortable young man ! ' The ...
... Amlet interrupts his talk with interjections of her per- sonal admiration for her scapegrace son- What a nose he has ! ' - ' What a cherry cheek is there ! ' - ' Now , the Lord love thee , for thou art a comfortable young man ! ' The ...
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... one should not do . But I hope , madam , at one time or other , I shall have the honour to lead your ladyship to your coach there . THE CONFEDERACY DICK AMLET is the son of old Mrs. THE RELAPSE : OR Virtue in DANGER 95.
... one should not do . But I hope , madam , at one time or other , I shall have the honour to lead your ladyship to your coach there . THE CONFEDERACY DICK AMLET is the son of old Mrs. THE RELAPSE : OR Virtue in DANGER 95.
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Oswald Crawfurd. THE CONFEDERACY DICK AMLET is the son of old Mrs. Amlet , a seller of all sorts of ' toilet affairs ' to ladies . He is a game- ster and adventurer , but passes himself off as Colonel Shapely , a man of fortune . Brass ...
Oswald Crawfurd. THE CONFEDERACY DICK AMLET is the son of old Mrs. Amlet , a seller of all sorts of ' toilet affairs ' to ladies . He is a game- ster and adventurer , but passes himself off as Colonel Shapely , a man of fortune . Brass ...
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Oswald Crawfurd. A Room in Mrs. AMLET's House . Enter DICK AMLET . Dick . Where's this old woman ? -A - hey ! What the devil , nobody at home ! Ha ! her strong box ! and the key in ' t ! ' tis so . Now Fortune be my friend . What the ...
Oswald Crawfurd. A Room in Mrs. AMLET's House . Enter DICK AMLET . Dick . Where's this old woman ? -A - hey ! What the devil , nobody at home ! Ha ! her strong box ! and the key in ' t ! ' tis so . Now Fortune be my friend . What the ...
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238 ÆäÀÌÁö - That's not necessary towards directing us where we are to go. Tony. No offence; but question for question is all fair, you know. - Pray, gentlemen, is not this same Hardcastle a cross-grained, old-fashioned, whimsical fellow with an ugly face, a daughter, and a pretty son?
238 ÆäÀÌÁö - We have not seen the gentleman; but he has the family you mention. TONY. The daughter, a tall, trapesing, trolloping, talkative maypole; the son, a pretty, well-bred, agreeable youth, that everybody is fond of.
7 ÆäÀÌÁö - A goodly portly man, i' faith and a corpulent; of a cheerful look, a pleasing eye, and a most noble carriage; and, as I think, his age some fifty, or, by'r Lady, inclining to threescore; and now I remember me, his name is Falstaff. If that man should be lewdly given, he deceiveth me; for Harry, I see virtue in his looks. If then the tree may be known by the fruit, as the fruit by the tree, then, peremptorily I speak it, there is virtue in that Falstaff.
242 ÆäÀÌÁö - You must be all attention to the guests. You must hear us talk, and not think of talking; you must see us drink, and not think of drinking; you must see us eat, and not think of eating.
21 ÆäÀÌÁö - This night I'll change All that is metal, in my house, to gold : And early in the morning will I send To all the plumbers and the pewterers, And buy their tin and lead up ; and to Lothbury For all the copper.
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - Should I turn upon the true prince ? Why, thou knowest, I am as valiant as Hercules: but beware instinct; the lion will not touch the true prince. Instinct is a great matter ; I was a coward on instinct. I shall think the better of myself and thee, during my life; I, for a valiant lion, and thou for a true prince.
236 ÆäÀÌÁö - LANDLORD). Gentlemen, as they mayn't be good enough company for you, step down for a moment, and I'll be with you in the squeezing of a lemon. [Exeunt Mob. Tony (alone). Father-in-law has been calling me whelp and hound this half-year.
249 ÆäÀÌÁö - Sir, you have a right to command here. Here, Roger, bring us the bill of fare for to-night's supper : I believe it's drawn out. — Your manner, Mr. Hastings, puts me in mind of my uncle, Colonel Wallop. It was a saying of his, that no man was sure of his supper till he had eaten it.
267 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then he'll have the worst of it. What ! you wouldn't train a horse for the course by keeping him from corn ? For my part, egad, I am never so successful as when I am a little merry : let me throw on a bottle of champagne, and I never lose — at least I never feel my losses, which is exactly the same thing.
15 ÆäÀÌÁö - This is my friend, Abel, an honest fellow ; He lets me have good tobacco, and he does not Sophisticate it with sack-lees or oil, Nor washes it in muscadel and grains, Nor buries it in gravel, under ground, Wrapp'd up in greasy leather...