A Select Collection of Old Plays: Green's tu quoque, or The city gallant

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J. Nichols, 1780 - English drama

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Page 324 - I lov'd her dearly ; And when I do but think of her unkindness, My thoughts are all in hell : to avoid which torment, I would not have a bodkin or a cuff, A bracelet, necklace, or rebate wire, Nor any thing that ever was call'd hers, Left me, by which I might remember her. — Seek round about. Nich. 'Sblood! master, here's her lute flung in a corner.
Page 304 - Why, by my uncle, My cousins and my friends : who else, I pray, Would take upon them all my debts to pay ? Susan. Oh, brother ! they are men all of flint, Pictures of marble, and as void of pity As chased bears.
Page 263 - Frankford, You are a happy man, sir ; and much joy Succeed your marriage mirth : you have a wife So qualified, and with such ornaments Both of the mind and body. First, her birth Is noble, and her education such As might become the daughter of a prince...
Page 284 - I was not fearful Bluntly to give my life into your hand, And at one hazard all my earthly means. Go, tell your husband ; he will turn me off, And I am then undone. I care not, I, 'Twas for your sake. Perchance, in rage he'll kill me: I care not; 'twas for you.
Page 265 - We keep you here too long, good brother Frankford. Into the hall. Away ! Go cheer your guests. What ! bride and bridegroom both withdrawn at once ? If you be miss'd, the guests will doubt their welcome, And charge you with unkindness.
Page 315 - I should prevail In the least suit ; no, not to speak to you, Nor look on you, nor to be in your presence, Yet, as an abject, this one suit I crave — This granted, I am ready for my grave.
Page 127 - Drummond in a hobby horse, and Brakin the recorder of the town, under the name of Ignoramus, a common lawyer, bare great parts. The thing was full of mirth and variety, with many excellent actors...
Page 279 - Sir Charles ! A hand, a hand ! At liberty ? Now, by the faith I owe, I am glad to see it. What want you ? Wherein may I pleasure you ? Sir C.
Page 293 - Twas but a thankless office, and perhaps As much as is my service, or my life is worth : All this I know, but this, and more, More by a thousand dangers could not hire me To smother such a heinous wrong from you. I saw, and I have said.
Page 264 - Methinks, are matches. There's equality In this fair combination; you are both Scholars, both young, both being descended nobly. There's music in this sympathy; it carries Consort and expectation of much joy, Which God bestow on you from this first day Until your dissolution, — that's for aye ! SIR FRANCIS.

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