The British Theatre: Or, A Collection of Plays, which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Convent Gardin, Haymarket, and Lyceum, 11±ÇMrs. Inchbald Hurst, Robinson, 1824 |
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... sister ? Bar . [ More and more struck as her understanding opens upon him . ] True , madam . My good easy bro- ther , too , seems fully sensible of his happiness , and is resolved to retain it . He has quitted the service to live here ...
... sister ? Bar . [ More and more struck as her understanding opens upon him . ] True , madam . My good easy bro- ther , too , seems fully sensible of his happiness , and is resolved to retain it . He has quitted the service to live here ...
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... sister instantly . How strong and how sudden is the interest I feel for her ! But it is a feeling I ought to check . And yet , why so ? Whatever are the emotions she has inspired , I am sure they arise from the perfections of her mind ...
... sister instantly . How strong and how sudden is the interest I feel for her ! But it is a feeling I ought to check . And yet , why so ? Whatever are the emotions she has inspired , I am sure they arise from the perfections of her mind ...
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... sister , what jewel you have thus buried in the country ? Countess . Ha ! ha ! ha ! What , brother , you caught a last ? Bar . Answer me , Countess . Well , her name is Mrs. Haller . Bar . That I know ; but- Countess . But ! —but I know ...
... sister , what jewel you have thus buried in the country ? Countess . Ha ! ha ! ha ! What , brother , you caught a last ? Bar . Answer me , Countess . Well , her name is Mrs. Haller . Bar . That I know ; but- Countess . But ! —but I know ...
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... sister too ! Why , fancy , dost thou rack me thus ? Why dost thou image my poor children , fainting in sickness , and crying to their mother ? To the mother who has abandoned them ? [ Weeps . ] What a wretched outcast am I ! And that ...
... sister too ! Why , fancy , dost thou rack me thus ? Why dost thou image my poor children , fainting in sickness , and crying to their mother ? To the mother who has abandoned them ? [ Weeps . ] What a wretched outcast am I ! And that ...
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... sister . I am in love . Countess . For the hundredth time . Bar . For the first time in my life . Countess . I wish you joy . Bar . Till now you have evaded my enquiries . D 2 SCENE I. ] 4r THE STRANGER : he sees a chance of saving a ...
... sister . I am in love . Countess . For the hundredth time . Bar . For the first time in my life . Countess . I wish you joy . Bar . Till now you have evaded my enquiries . D 2 SCENE I. ] 4r THE STRANGER : he sees a chance of saving a ...
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3 ÆäÀÌÁö - Eh ! you have frozen me to death again. That word reserved has undone all the rest of his accomplishments. A reserved lover, it is said, always makes a suspicious husband. HARD. On the contrary, modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Which might consist of about five thousand men, well appointed with stores, ammunition, and other implements of war. Now, says the Duke of Marlborough to George Brooks, that stood next to him — you must have heard of George Brooks— I'll pawn my dukedom, says he, but I take that garrison without spilling a drop of blood.
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... prentice, or one of the duchesses of Drury-lane. Pshaw ! this fellow here to interrupt us. Enter HARDCASTLE Hard. Gentlemen, once more you are heartily welcome. Which is Mr. Marlow ? Sir, you are heartily welcome. It's not my way, you see, to receive my friends with my back to the fire.
54 ÆäÀÌÁö - I'll defeat all your plots in a moment. As for you, madam, since you have got a pair of fresh horses ready, it would be cruel to disappoint them. So, if you please, instead of running away with your spark, prepare, this very pThat is — the cock-feeder. Compare the Vicar of Wakefield, 1766, i. 57.] She Stoops to Conquer 273 moment, to run off with me. Your old aunt Pedigree will keep you secure, I'll warrant me.
2 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.
27 ÆäÀÌÁö - My son, sir. They are contracted to each other. Observe their little sports. 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.
9 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 crossgrained, old-fashioned, whimsical fellow, with an ugly face ; a daughter, and a pretty son ? Hast.
11 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.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - Of what was common, to my private use ; Nay, when my ears are pierced with widows' cries, And undone orphans wash with tears my threshold, I only think what 'tis to have my daughter Right honourable ; and 'tis a powerful charm Makes me insensible of remorse, or pity, Or the least sting of conscience.
39 ÆäÀÌÁö - What a bawling in every part of the house ! I have scarce a moment's repose. If I go to the best room, there I find my host and his story; if I fly to the gallery, there we have my hostess with her curtsey down to the ground.