Bell's British Theatre: Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays, 17±Ç

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John Bell
and under the direction of George Cawthorn, British Library, Strand, 1797

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6 ÆäÀÌÁö - For that blest year when all that vote may rail ; Their schemes of spite the poet's foes dismiss, Till that glad night when all that hate may hiss. " This day the powder'd curls and golden coat," Says swelling Crispin, " begg'da cobbler's vote." " This night our wit," the pert apprentice cries, " Lies at my feet ; I hiss him, and he dies.
5 ÆäÀÌÁö - Distrest alike, the statesman and the wit, When one a borough courts, and one the pit. The busy candidates for power and fame, Have hopes, and fears, and wishes, just the same ; Disabled both to combat, or to fly, Must hear all taunts, and hear without reply. Uncheck'd, on both loud rabbles vent their rage, As mongrels bay the lion in a cage. Th...
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - twill be needful ; try Their boasted zeal, and see if one of them Will dare to lift his arm up in your cause, If I forbid them.
106 ÆäÀÌÁö - I should blush, and faulter, and look silly ; and so I have writ a letter to her. Here it is, signed and sealed, but not directed. I got into a puzzle about that. Servants, you know, are always putting their own construction upon things.
48 ÆäÀÌÁö - Wasting his spirits, dry'd the source of life, And nature yields him up to time's demand. Shall he not die in peace ? — Oh ! let no doubt Disturb his parting moments with distrust ; Let me, when I return to close his eyes, Compose his mind's impatience too, and tell him, You are confirm'da Christian ! Zar.
44 ÆäÀÌÁö - How know you that? — but be it as it may, I had a right, nor will I tamely yield My claim to happiness, the privilege To choose the partner of my throne and bed ; It is a branch of my prerogative, War.
43 ÆäÀÌÁö - Of bleeding honour, you have other wounds As deep, though not so fatal ; such, perhaps, As none but fair Elizabeth can cure. War. Elizabeth!
ix ÆäÀÌÁö - Tuneful Alexis, on the Thames' fair side, The ladies' play-thing, and the muses' pride- — With merit popular, with wit polite, Easy though vain, and elegant though light, — Desiring and deserving others...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö - em at your ladies' toilets with their cast gowns, and so you descend to us with them. — And then, on the other hand, there's my master! Because he chooses to live upon the principal of his health, and so run out his whole stock...
37 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis what he merits from us, yet th' attempt Were dangerous, he is still the people's idol. Marg. And so perhaps shall Marg'ret be ; applause Waits on success ; the fickle multitude, Like the light straw that floats along the stream, Glide with the current still and follow fortune.

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