Modern English Drama: Dryden, Sheridan, Goldsmith, Shelley, Browning, Byron

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441 ÆäÀÌÁö - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ay, and bring back vanity and affectation to last them the whole year. I wonder why London cannot keep its own fools at home. In my time, the follies of the town crept slowly among us, but now they travel faster than a stage-coach. Its fopperies come down, not only as inside passengers, but in the very basket.
217 ÆäÀÌÁö - You must not be so talkative, Diggory. You must be all attention to the guests. You must hear us talk, and not think of talking...
422 ÆäÀÌÁö - For if the beings, of whom I was one, — Hating to be so, — cross'd me in my path, I felt myself degraded back to them, And was all clay again.
217 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ha! ha! ha! The story is a good one. Well, honest Diggory, you may laugh at that; but still remember to be attentive. Suppose one of the company should call for a glass of wine, how will you behave? A glass of wine, Sir, if you please, (To Diggory)— Eh, why don't you move? Dig. Ecod, your worship, I never have courage till I see the eatables and drinkables brought upo* the table, and then I'm as bauld as a lion.
211 ÆäÀÌÁö - And her partiality is such, that she actually thinks him so. A fortune like yours is no small temptation. Besides, as she has the sole management of it, I'm not surprised to see her unwilling to let it go out of the family. Miss NEV.
431 ÆäÀÌÁö - Astarte! —my beloved! speak to me: I have so much endured — so much endure — Look on me ! the grave hath not changed thee more Than I am changed for thee. Thou lovedst me Too much, as I loved thee : we were not made To torture thus each other, though it were The deadliest sin to love as we have loved.
151 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen; Here's to the widow of fifty; 'Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean, And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. Chorus* Let the toast pass,— Drink to the lass, I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.
130 ÆäÀÌÁö - tis out of pure good humour ; and I take it for granted they deal exactly in the same manner with me. But, Sir Peter, you know you promised to come to Lady Sneerwell's too. Sir Pet. Well, well, I'll call in, just to look after my own character.
423 ÆäÀÌÁö - She was like me in lineaments — her eyes, Her hair, her features, all, to the very tone Even of her voice, they said were like to mine; But soften'd all, and temper'd into beauty; She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings, The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind To comprehend the universe...

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