The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket ...Mrs. Inchbald Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
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... our shoulders to immortal fame , Just in the happy moment that decided The long dispute of ages , -that , for which Our generous ancestors had toil'd and bled , — To see him then step in , and steal our 54 [ ACT IV . CORIOLANUS .
... our shoulders to immortal fame , Just in the happy moment that decided The long dispute of ages , -that , for which Our generous ancestors had toil'd and bled , — To see him then step in , and steal our 54 [ ACT IV . CORIOLANUS .
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... step in , and steal our glory ! O , that we first had perish'd all ! A people , Who cannot find in their own proper force Their own protection , are not worth the saving . Auf . It must have way ; I will no more suppress it.— Know then ...
... step in , and steal our glory ! O , that we first had perish'd all ! A people , Who cannot find in their own proper force Their own protection , are not worth the saving . Auf . It must have way ; I will no more suppress it.— Know then ...
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... Steps in to Cassio , and entreats his pause ; Myself the crying fellow did pursue , Lest , by his clamour , -as it so fell out , - The town might fall in fright : he , swift of foot , Outran my purpose ; and I return'd , the rather For ...
... Steps in to Cassio , and entreats his pause ; Myself the crying fellow did pursue , Lest , by his clamour , -as it so fell out , - The town might fall in fright : he , swift of foot , Outran my purpose ; and I return'd , the rather For ...
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... Step . I shall no more to sea , to sea , Here shall I die ashore ; - This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : -Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks , The master , the swabber , the boatswain and I , The gunner , and his ...
... Step . I shall no more to sea , to sea , Here shall I die ashore ; - This is a very scurvy tune to sing at a man's funeral : -Well , here's my comfort . [ Drinks , The master , the swabber , the boatswain and I , The gunner , and his ...
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... Step . This is some monster of the isle , with four legs ; who has got , as I take it , an ague . Where the devil should he learn our language ? I will give him some relief , if it be but for that : if I can recover him , and keep him ...
... Step . This is some monster of the isle , with four legs ; who has got , as I take it , an ague . Where the devil should he learn our language ? I will give him some relief , if it be but for that : if I can recover him , and keep him ...
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ANTONIO ARIEL Aufidius Ben Jonson beseech better BRABANTIO Brain Brainworm brother CALIBAN Cash Cassio Clem Clown COMINIUS CORIOLANUS Cyprus Dame dear Desdemona devil DORINDA dost thou doth Duke Emil EMILIA Enter Exeunt Exit faith father fool gentleman give hath hear heart Heaven HIPPOLYTO hither honour i'the Iago Illyria is't Kite KNO'WELL lady lord lov'd madam Malvolio Marcius Maria Marry Master MENENIUS Michael Cassio MIRANDA monster Moor ne'er never noble o'the Oliv on't OTHELLO pr'ythee pray PROSPERO Roderigo Rome SCENE servant SIR ANDREW SIR ANDREW AGUE-CHEEK Sir Toby SIR TOBY BELCH sister soul speak spirit Step Stephano sweet sword tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast Trin Trinculo Viola voices Volscians Wellbred What's wife
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Стр. 40 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Стр. 18 - My very noble and approv'd good masters,— That I have ta'en away this old man's daughter, It is most true; true, I have married her; The very head and front of my offending Hath this extent, no more. Rude am I in my speech, And little bless'd with the set phrase of peace; For since these arms of mine had seven years...
Стр. 42 - hest to say so! Fer. Admir'd Miranda! Indeed the top of admiration ; worth What's dearest to the world ! Full many a lady I have eyed with best regard ; and many a time The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I lik'd several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil : but you, 0 you, So perfect and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Стр. 78 - It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul, — Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars ! — It is the cause...
Стр. 89 - Of one that loved not wisely but too well ; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum.
Стр. 49 - Good name in man and woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls : Who steals my purse steals trash ; 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
Стр. 83 - Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true, If heaven would make me such another world Of one entire and perfect chrysolite, I'd not have sold her for it.
Стр. 20 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i' the imminent deadly breach...
Стр. 86 - This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will
Стр. 79 - Put out the light, and then put out the light. If I quench thee, thou flaming minister, I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me; but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.