The Critic: Or, a Tragedy Rehearsed : a Dramatic Piece in Two Acts |
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... them for fear of their uncles - the uncles durst not kill him because of their nieces . I have them all at a dead lock ! for every one of them is afraid to let go first . Sneer . Why , then , they must stand there for ever . Puff .
... them for fear of their uncles - the uncles durst not kill him because of their nieces . I have them all at a dead lock ! for every one of them is afraid to let go first . Sneer . Why , then , they must stand there for ever . Puff .
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Ay , I will look upon them ; not to fear , But deeply curse them ! There ye stand aloft , Frowning in all your black and dreary pride , Monastic monuments of human misery , Houses of torment , palaces of horror !
Ay , I will look upon them ; not to fear , But deeply curse them ! There ye stand aloft , Frowning in all your black and dreary pride , Monastic monuments of human misery , Houses of torment , palaces of horror !
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I fear thee still . I fear thy wav'ring nature . Hem . No , you wrong me ; by heaven , you wrong me ! Mal . Fall upon the earth , And by thy father's sacred memoryBy all thy people's wrongs - by Allah's nameSwearEnter FLORINDA , R. Flor ...
I fear thee still . I fear thy wav'ring nature . Hem . No , you wrong me ; by heaven , you wrong me ! Mal . Fall upon the earth , And by thy father's sacred memoryBy all thy people's wrongs - by Allah's nameSwearEnter FLORINDA , R. Flor ...
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What should I fear ? Away , slight boy ! and speak not of thy father . I'm glad he sleeps in unattesting marble , Else hadst thou been a parricide . Hem . I am guilty ; I confess that I am guilty . But if you felt what youth and passion ...
What should I fear ? Away , slight boy ! and speak not of thy father . I'm glad he sleeps in unattesting marble , Else hadst thou been a parricide . Hem . I am guilty ; I confess that I am guilty . But if you felt what youth and passion ...
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Ay , I will look upon them ; not to fear , But deeply curse them ! There ye stand aloft , Frowning in all your black and dreary pride , Monastic monuments of human misery , Houses of torment , palaces of horror !
Ay , I will look upon them ; not to fear , But deeply curse them ! There ye stand aloft , Frowning in all your black and dreary pride , Monastic monuments of human misery , Houses of torment , palaces of horror !
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33 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 ! MARLOW. Our information differs in this. The daughter is said to be well-bred and beautiful; the son, an awkward booby, reared up and spoiled at his mother's apron-string.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - And am I to blame ? The poor boy was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes to be a little stronger, who knows what a year or two's Latin may do for him ? HARD.
28 ÆäÀÌÁö - You know our agreement, sir. You allow me the morning to receive and pay visits, and to dress in my own manner; and in the evening, I put on my housewife's dress to please you.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - Squire Lumpkin was the finest gentleman I ever set my eyes on. For winding the straight horn, or beating a thicket for a hare, or a wench, he never had his fellow.
9 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'm resolved to keep up the delusion. Tell me, Pimple, how do you like my present dress? Don't you think I look something like Cherry in the Beaux
29 ÆäÀÌÁö - My dear papa, why will you mortify one so ? Well, if he refuses, instead of breaking my heart at his indifference, I'll only break my glass for its flattery, set my cap to some newer fashion, and look out for some less difficult admirer.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - I believe they may. They look woundily like Frenchmen. Tony. Then desire them to step this way, and I'll set them right in a twinkling. (Exit 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.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - Goodness! what a quantity of superfluous silk hast thou got about thee, girl ! I could never teach the fools of this age, that the indigent world could be clothed out of the trimmings of the vain.
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - LANDLORD: [Apart to Tony] Sure, you ben't sending them to your father's as an inn, be you? TONY: Mum, you fool, you. Let them find that out.