Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical, Volume 16George Daniel, John Cumberland J. Cumberland, 1827 - English drama |
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... Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest ; Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart , Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart . " Separated from the friends of his youth - his family slaughtered , or , at best , driven into ...
... Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest ; Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart , Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart . " Separated from the friends of his youth - his family slaughtered , or , at best , driven into ...
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... sure . Ard . But how ? T. King . Knock at the door . Ard . And run away ? T. King . A lover , and run away ! Never ! stand firm to the last she may answer the door . Ard . But suppose she shouldn't , and any one eise should ? T. King ...
... sure . Ard . But how ? T. King . Knock at the door . Ard . And run away ? T. King . A lover , and run away ! Never ! stand firm to the last she may answer the door . Ard . But suppose she shouldn't , and any one eise should ? T. King ...
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... sure is not there . Ard . But we may be unlucky enough to pitch upon the very name of some person who is there . T. King . To prevent that , we'll inquire for your uncle , old Thompson ; we are very sure he is not there : so here goes ...
... sure is not there . Ard . But we may be unlucky enough to pitch upon the very name of some person who is there . T. King . To prevent that , we'll inquire for your uncle , old Thompson ; we are very sure he is not there : so here goes ...
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... sure this is the place ; but we'll ask the watchman . Pray , my friend , isn't this the Seven Dials ? Nap . [ Holding lanthorn to Rusty's face . ] Ay , master , to be sure it is . Rus . There , I told you so . Whereabouts does one Moun ...
... sure this is the place ; but we'll ask the watchman . Pray , my friend , isn't this the Seven Dials ? Nap . [ Holding lanthorn to Rusty's face . ] Ay , master , to be sure it is . Rus . There , I told you so . Whereabouts does one Moun ...
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... sure I haven't . Mor . Den I shall give you something by vay of von vet , to stay your stomach till you have . Dere , Monsieur Ton- son , take dat . [ Throws water on Rusty . [ Exeunt Thompson and Rusty , hastily , calling out " Murder ...
... sure I haven't . Mor . Den I shall give you something by vay of von vet , to stay your stomach till you have . Dere , Monsieur Ton- son , take dat . [ Throws water on Rusty . [ Exeunt Thompson and Rusty , hastily , calling out " Murder ...
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Page 7 - Ye friends to truth, ye statesmen who survey The rich man's joys increase, the poor's decay, 'Tis yours to judge, how wide the limits stand Between a splendid and a happy land.
Page 8 - Biron they call him ; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit ; For every object that the one doth catch The other turns to a mirth-moving jest...
Page 10 - Tis education forms the common mind ; Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
Page 6 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Page 20 - Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for thy. name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
Page 7 - Is it not monstrous, that this player here, But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, Could force his soul so to his own conceit...
Page 3 - Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest ; Fate never wounds more deep the gen'rous heart, Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.
Page 5 - Boastful and rough, your first son is a squire; The next a tradesman, meek, and much a liar; Tom struts a soldier, open, bold, and brave; Will sneaks a scrivener, an exceeding knave: Is he a Churchman?
Page 5 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And, with some sweet oblivious antidote, Cleanse the foul bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart...
Page 5 - The golden hair that Galla wears Is hers. Who would have thought it? She swears 'tis hers and true she swears, For I know where she bought it.