The Works of the Right Honourable Richard Brinsley Sheridan, 1±ÇBickers and son, 1873 - 1ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... heard The mourner , as she pass'd the vales along ; And , silencing her own indignant bird , She thus reproved poor Sylvio's song . ' How false is the sight of a lover ! How ready his spleen to discover What reason would never allow ...
... heard The mourner , as she pass'd the vales along ; And , silencing her own indignant bird , She thus reproved poor Sylvio's song . ' How false is the sight of a lover ! How ready his spleen to discover What reason would never allow ...
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... heard a noble friend say that , happen- ing about this time to sleep in the room next to him , he could plainly hear him sobbing throughout the greater part of the night . ' Sheridan's only source of comfort now lay in the almost ...
... heard a noble friend say that , happen- ing about this time to sleep in the room next to him , he could plainly hear him sobbing throughout the greater part of the night . ' Sheridan's only source of comfort now lay in the almost ...
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... heard our poet say , He'd try to coax some moral from his play : ' One moral's plain , ' cried I , ' without more fuss ; ' Man's social happiness all rests on us : ' Through all the drama , whether d ¡ª n'd or not , ' Love gilds the ...
... heard our poet say , He'd try to coax some moral from his play : ' One moral's plain , ' cried I , ' without more fuss ; ' Man's social happiness all rests on us : ' Through all the drama , whether d ¡ª n'd or not , ' Love gilds the ...
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... heard the wife . The poorest Peasant of the poorest soil , The child of poverty , and heir to toil , Early from radiant Love's impartial light Steals one small spark to cheer his world of night : Dear spark ! that oft through winter's ...
... heard the wife . The poorest Peasant of the poorest soil , The child of poverty , and heir to toil , Early from radiant Love's impartial light Steals one small spark to cheer his world of night : Dear spark ! that oft through winter's ...
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... heard a deal of it ; here's a mort o ' merrymaking , hey ? Fag . Pretty well , Thomas , pretty well ; ' tis a good lounge . In the morning we go to the Pump - room , though neither my master nor I drink the waters : after breakfast we ...
... heard a deal of it ; here's a mort o ' merrymaking , hey ? Fag . Pretty well , Thomas , pretty well ; ' tis a good lounge . In the morning we go to the Pump - room , though neither my master nor I drink the waters : after breakfast we ...
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38 ÆäÀÌÁö - Jack ; — I have heard you for some time with patience — I have been cool — quite cool ; but take care — you know I am compliance itself — when I am not thwarted ; — no one more easily led — when I have my own way ; — but don't put me in a frenzy.
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - What business have you, miss, with preference and aversion? They don't become a young woman; and you ought to know, that as both always wear off, 'tis safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion. I am sure I hated your poor dear uncle before marriage as if he'd been a black-amoor - and yet, Miss, you are sensible what a wife I made! - and when it pleas'd Heav'n to release me from him, 'tis unknown what tears I shed!
152 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cheeks of rose, untouch'd 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.
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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!
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - Pray, my friend, what has brought you so suddenly to Bath ? Acres. Faith ! I have followed Cupid's Jack-alantern, and find myself in a quagmire at last. — In short, I have been very ill-used, Sir Lucius. — I don't choose to mention names, but look on me as on a very ill-used gentleman. Sir Luc.
98 ÆäÀÌÁö - Is it for muskets or small field-pieces? Upon my conscience, Mr. Acres, you must leave those things to me. — Stay now — I'll show you. — [Measures paces along the stage.] There now, that is a very pretty distance — a pretty gentleman's distance.
21 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - O'Trigger line, that would furnish the new room; every one of whom had killed his man! — For though the mansionhouse and dirty acres have slipped through my fingers, I thank heaven our honour and the family-pictures are as fresh as ever.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books. Quick, quick! Fling Peregrine Pickle under the toilet— throw Roderick Random into the closet— put The Innocent Adultery into The Whole Duty of Man— thrust Lord Aimworth under the sofa— cram Ovid behind the bolster— there— put The Man of Feeling into your pocket— so, so,— now lay Mrs.
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - I believe I could have forgiven even that — but to be monkey-led for a night ! — to run the gauntlet through a string of amorous palming puppies — to show paces like a managed filly...