Three English Comedies: She Stoops to Conquer, The Rivals, The School for Scandal, Edited with Notes, Lives of Goldsmith and Sheridan, a Discussion of London Life and Dramatic Literature and Aids to the Study and Acting of the Comedies
Alban Bertram De Mille
Allyn and Bacon, 1924 - English drama - 479 pages
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Acres affection appear Bath believe better brother called Captain character Charles Chas comedy coming dear don't Enter Exit face fashion father Faulk Faulkland fellow fortune give Goldsmith hand happy Hardcastle Hast hear heart honour hope I'll Jack Joseph keep kind Lady Sneer Lady Teaz laugh leave live London look Lucy Lydia ma'am madam Malaprop manner Maria Marl Marlow master mean mind Miss Hard never Odds once perhaps person play poor pray present Rivals Scene seen sentimental SERVANT Sheridan Sir Anth Sir Anthony Sir Luc Sir Lucius Sir Oliv Sir Pet Sir Peter speak spirit stage suppose sure Surf Surface talk Teazle tell there's thing thought Tony true wish young
Page 354 - I received one morning a message from poor Goldsmith that he was in great distress, and, as it was not in his power to come to me, begging that I would come to him as soon as possible. I sent him a guinea, and promised to come to him directly. I accordingly went as soon as I was...
Page 354 - I put the cork into the bottle, desired he would be calm, and began to talk to him of the means by which he might be extricated. He then told me that he had a novel ready for the press, which he produced to me. I looked into it, and saw its merit ; told the landlady I should soon return, and having gone to a bookseller, sold it for sixty pounds. I brought Goldsmith the money, and he discharged his rent, not without rating his landlady in a high tone for having used him so ill '." My next meeting...
Page 358 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 361 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Page 358 - ... bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 15 - Then come, put the jorum about, And let us be merry and clever, Our hearts and our liquors are stout, Here's the Three Jolly Pigeons for ever.
Page 29 - Not in the least. There was a time, indeed, I fretted myself about the mistakes of Government, like other people : but finding myself every day grow more angry, and the Government growing no better, I left it to mend itself. Since that, I no more trouble my head about Heyder Ally, or Ally Cawn, than about Ally Croaker.
Page 19 - Then you were to keep straight forward, till you came to four roads. Mar. Come to where four roads meet? Tony. Ay; but you must be sure to take only one of them. Mar. O, sir, you're facetious. Tony. Then, keeping to the right, you are to go sideways till you come upon Crackskull Common: there you must look sharp for the track of the wheel, and go forward till you come to Farmer Murrain's barn. Coming to the farmer's barn, you are to turn to the right, and then to the left, and then to the right about...
Page 123 - But I say it is, miss; there is nothing on earth so easy as to forget, if a person chooses to set about it. I'm sure I have as much forgot your poor dear uncle as if he had never existed — and I thought it my duty so to do; and let me tell you, Lydia, these violent memories don't become a young woman.
Page 7 - 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 stagecoach. Its fopperies come down not only as inside passengers, but in the very basket.