The Orphan: Or, The Unhappy Marriage. A TragedyJ. Bell, 1797 - 109ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... death could end . Chamont's estate " Was ruin'd in our late and civil discords ; " Therefore , unable to advance her fortune , " He left his daughter to our master's care ; " To such a care , as she scarce lost her father . " Ern . Her ...
... death could end . Chamont's estate " Was ruin'd in our late and civil discords ; " Therefore , unable to advance her fortune , " He left his daughter to our master's care ; " To such a care , as she scarce lost her father . " Ern . Her ...
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... foul play ? ' Traduc'd my honour ? Death ! he durst not do't . It must be so : we parted , and he met her , Half to compliance brought by me ; surpris'd 20 Her sinking virtue , till she yielded quite . So 42 ¥Á¥å¥é 111 . THE ORPHAN .
... foul play ? ' Traduc'd my honour ? Death ! he durst not do't . It must be so : we parted , and he met her , Half to compliance brought by me ; surpris'd 20 Her sinking virtue , till she yielded quite . So 42 ¥Á¥å¥é 111 . THE ORPHAN .
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... Death could not come in a more welcome hour ; For I'm prepar'd to meet him , and , methinks , Would live and die with all my friends about me . Enter CASTALIO and MONIMIA . Cast . Angels preserve my dearest father's life , Bless it with ...
... Death could not come in a more welcome hour ; For I'm prepar'd to meet him , and , methinks , Would live and die with all my friends about me . Enter CASTALIO and MONIMIA . Cast . Angels preserve my dearest father's life , Bless it with ...
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... death away . Good - night , my friends ; Heav'n guard ye all ! good- night ! To - morrow early we'll salute the day , Find out new pleasures , and redeem lost time . 160 [ Exeunt all but Chamont and Chaplain . Cha . Hist , hist , Sir ...
... death away . Good - night , my friends ; Heav'n guard ye all ! good- night ! To - morrow early we'll salute the day , Find out new pleasures , and redeem lost time . 160 [ Exeunt all but Chamont and Chaplain . Cha . Hist , hist , Sir ...
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... Death ! what can all this mean ? Page . Oh ! I know who loves somebody . Cast . What's that to me , boy ? Page . Nay , I know who loves you too . Cast . That's a wonder ! pr'ythee tell it me . Page . ' Tis - ' tis - I know who - but ...
... Death ! what can all this mean ? Page . Oh ! I know who loves somebody . Cast . What's that to me , boy ? Page . Nay , I know who loves you too . Cast . That's a wonder ! pr'ythee tell it me . Page . ' Tis - ' tis - I know who - but ...
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Acast Archbishop of SENS arms art thou Audley Aura bar-maid beauty brave British Library brother Carb Cast Castalio Chamont CHANDOS dear death Doub Duke of TOURAIN Ecod Enter ev'n ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes father fear fellow Flora foes forgive fortune Free gentleman girl give grace happy Hast hear Heart Heav'n honest honour hope John English keep king lady look lord Lurch Lurcher Madam Maid Marlow mind Miss Hard Miss HARDCASTLE Miss Nev Miss Neville Mode Monimia ne'er never night noble numbers Polydore poor pow'r pr'ythee pretty Prince Prince of Wales Ribemont SCENE servant shew Sir Char Sir John soul sure sword talk tell thee there's thing thou art thought thro Tony Twas virtue Vult wish woman wretch wrong'd young Zounds
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26 ÆäÀÌÁö - But you're not to stand so, with your hands in your pockets. Take your hands from your pockets, Roger — and from your head, you blockhead you. See how Diggory carries his hands. They're a little too stiff, indeed, but that's no great matter.
22 ÆäÀÌÁö - No, sir, but if you can inform us TONY. Why, gentlemen, if you know neither the road you are going, nor where you are, nor the road you came, the first thing I have to inform you is, that — you have lost your way.
19 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - They fall in and out ten times a day, as if they were man and wife already. [To them.'] Well, Tony, child, what soft things are you saying to your cousin Constance, this evening? Tony. I have been saying no soft things; but that it's very hard to be followed about so. Ecod! I've not a place in the house now that's left to myself but the stable. Mrs.
34 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... eating above stairs, and drinking below, with receiving your friends within, and amusing them without, you lead a good pleasant bustling life of it.
14 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll go prepare the servants for his reception : as we seldom see company, they want as much training as a company of recruits the first day's muster.
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - And who wants to be acquainted with you? I want no such acquaintance, not I. I'm sure you did not treat Miss Hardcastle that was here awhile ago in this obstropalous manner.
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - By inscribing this slight performance to you, I do not mean so much to compliment you as myself. It may do me some honour to inform the public, that I have lived many years in intimacy with you. It may serve the interests of mankind also to inform them, that the greatest wit may be found in a character, without impairing the most unaffected piety I have, particularly, reason to thank you for your partiality to this performance.
24 ÆäÀÌÁö - And I detest your three chairs and a bolster. TONY. You do, do you? — then, let me see — what if you go on a mile further, to the Buck's Head ; the old Buck's Head on the hill, one of the best inns in the whole county ? HAST.
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - An odd character, indeed. I shall never be able to manage him. What shall I do ? Pshaw, think no more of him, but trust to occurrences for success. But how goes on your own affair, my dear, has my mother been courting you for my brother Tony, as usual ? Miss Nev.