The Rivals, and The School for ScandalMacmillan, 1907 - 319ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... hear this lady preach ? 15 Is grey experience suited to her youth ? Do solemn sentiments become that mouth ? Bid her be grave , those lips should rebel prove To every theme that slanders mirth or love . 1 Pointing to the figure of ...
... hear this lady preach ? 15 Is grey experience suited to her youth ? Do solemn sentiments become that mouth ? Bid her be grave , those lips should rebel prove To every theme that slanders mirth or love . 1 Pointing to the figure of ...
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... - Odd ! I warrant she has a set of thousands ¡Æ at least : kindly with the captain ? Fag . As fond as pigeons . but does she draw Thos . May one hear her name ? Fag . Miss Lydia Languish . But there is an 8 [ ACT ? THE RIVALS.
... - Odd ! I warrant she has a set of thousands ¡Æ at least : kindly with the captain ? Fag . As fond as pigeons . but does she draw Thos . May one hear her name ? Fag . Miss Lydia Languish . But there is an 8 [ ACT ? THE RIVALS.
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... hear Mr. Faulkland com- ing down Abs . Go , tell him I am here . Fag . Yes , sir . [ Going . ] [ Going . ] I beg pardon , sir , but should Sir Anthony call , you will do me the favour to remember that we are recruiting , if you please ...
... hear Mr. Faulkland com- ing down Abs . Go , tell him I am here . Fag . Yes , sir . [ Going . ] [ Going . ] I beg pardon , sir , but should Sir Anthony call , you will do me the favour to remember that we are recruiting , if you please ...
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... lady in question ; and it is ridiculous enough to hear him complain to me of one Beverley , a concealed skulking rival , who Faulk . Hush ! he's here . 20 - Enter ACRES Acres . Ha ! my dear friend SC . I ] 3833 THE RIVALS.
... lady in question ; and it is ridiculous enough to hear him complain to me of one Beverley , a concealed skulking rival , who Faulk . Hush ! he's here . 20 - Enter ACRES Acres . Ha ! my dear friend SC . I ] 3833 THE RIVALS.
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... spirits in Devon- shire ? - Acres . Never knew her better in my life , sir , never better . Odds blushes and blooms ! she has been as healthy as the German Spa . ¡Æ Faulk . Indeed ! I did hear that she had 34 [ ¬¡¬³¬´ ¬± THE RIVALS.
... spirits in Devon- shire ? - Acres . Never knew her better in my life , sir , never better . Odds blushes and blooms ! she has been as healthy as the German Spa . ¡Æ Faulk . Indeed ! I did hear that she had 34 [ ¬¡¬³¬´ ¬± THE RIVALS.
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193 ÆäÀÌÁö - A curious dilemma, truly, my politics have run me into! I wanted, at first, only to ingratiate myself with Lady Teazle, that she might not be my enemy with Maria; and I have, I don't know how, become her serious lover. Sincerely I begin to wish I had never made such a point of gaining so very good a character, for it has led me into so many cursed rogueries that I doubt I shall be exposed at last.
i ÆäÀÌÁö - Spenser's Faerie Queene, Book I. Stevenson's Kidnapped. Stevenson's The Master of Ballantrae. Stevenson's Travels with a Donkey, and An Inland Voyage. Stevenson's Treasure Island. Swift's Gulliver's Travels. Tennyson's Idylls of the King. Tennyson's In Memoriam.
153 ÆäÀÌÁö - Square; For, should he Lady W. find willing, Wormwood is bitter" <-Oh, that's me! the villain ! Throw it behind the fire, and never more Let that vile paper come within my door." Thus at our friends we laugh, who feel the dart; To reach our feelings, we ourselves must smart. Is our young bard so young, to think that he Can stop the full spring-tide of calumny? Knows he the world so little, and its trade? Alas !. the devil 's sooner raised than laid.
84 ÆäÀÌÁö - I would do myself the honour to carry your message; but, to tell you a secret, I believe I shall have just such another affair on my own hands. There is a gay captain here, who put a jest on me lately, at the expense of my country, and I only want to fall in with the gentleman, to call him out.
172 ÆäÀÌÁö - I doubt her affections are farther engaged than we imagine. But the family are to be here this evening, so you may as well dine where you are, and we shall have an opportunity of observing farther; in the meantime, I'll go and plot mischief, and you shall study sentiment.
217 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow: Now to her that's as brown as a berry : Here's to the wife with a face full of woe, And now to the damsel that's merry.
291 ÆäÀÌÁö - Why, as to reforming, Sir Peter, I'll make no promises, and that I take to be a proof that I intend to set about it But here shall be my monitor — my gentle guide. — Ah ! can I leave the virtuous path those eyes illumine? Though thou, dear maid, shouldst waive thy beauty's sway, Thou still must rule, because I will obey : An humble fugitive from Folly view, No sanctuary near but Love and you: [To the Audience. You can, indeed, each anxious fear remove, For even Scandal dies, if you approve.
216 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass, Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize ; Now to the maid who has none, sir : Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes; And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.
269 ÆäÀÌÁö - No such thing ! Charles is the man. 'Twas Mr Surface brought Sir Peter on purpose to discover them. SIR BEN.
177 ÆäÀÌÁö - No, no, madam, you shall throw away no more sums on such unmeaning luxury. 'Slife! to spend as much to furnish your dressing-room with flowers in winter as would suffice to turn the Pantheon into a greenhouse, and give a fete champetre at Christmas.