The Works of Thomas Otway: Friendship in fashion. The history and fall of Caius Marius. The orphan, or, The unhappy marriage. The soldier's fortuneT. Turner, 1813 |
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... happy day to you , madam . Mrs. Good . Dear cousin , your humble servant : have you heard who are below ? Vict . Yes , young Truman , and his inseparable com- panion , Valentine . Mrs. Good . Well , what will you do , cousin ? Tru- man ...
... happy day to you , madam . Mrs. Good . Dear cousin , your humble servant : have you heard who are below ? Vict . Yes , young Truman , and his inseparable com- panion , Valentine . Mrs. Good . Well , what will you do , cousin ? Tru- man ...
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... happy years ; That fiercely spurs on till he finish his race ; And knowing life's short , chooses living apace ! To cares we were born , ' twere a folly to doubt it : Then love and rejoice , there's no living without it . Each day we ...
... happy years ; That fiercely spurs on till he finish his race ; And knowing life's short , chooses living apace ! To cares we were born , ' twere a folly to doubt it : Then love and rejoice , there's no living without it . Each day we ...
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... happy riddance this ! now , gentlemen , for one bottle to entertain our noble friend and new ac- quaintance , sir Noble Clumsey . Clum . Really , gallants , I must beg your pardon ; I dare not drink , for I have but a very weak brain ...
... happy riddance this ! now , gentlemen , for one bottle to entertain our noble friend and new ac- quaintance , sir Noble Clumsey . Clum . Really , gallants , I must beg your pardon ; I dare not drink , for I have but a very weak brain ...
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... happy hour ! Swelling burning breasts , dying eyes , balmy lips , trembling joints , millions of kisses , and unspeakable joys wait for me . Enter TRUMAN and VALENTINE . Well , gentlemen , now you have left the ladies , I hope there may ...
... happy hour ! Swelling burning breasts , dying eyes , balmy lips , trembling joints , millions of kisses , and unspeakable joys wait for me . Enter TRUMAN and VALENTINE . Well , gentlemen , now you have left the ladies , I hope there may ...
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... happy ! her natural and un- experienced tenderness exceeded practised charms : - Dear , blest , lovely Camilla , oh ! my joys . Lady Squ . Ha , ha , ha ! Good . How's this ? my lady Squeamish ! - Death and the devil . Lady Squ . Truly ...
... happy ! her natural and un- experienced tenderness exceeded practised charms : - Dear , blest , lovely Camilla , oh ! my joys . Lady Squ . Ha , ha , ha ! Good . How's this ? my lady Squeamish ! - Death and the devil . Lady Squ . Truly ...
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Acast art thou Beau Beaugard Bloody-B brother Caius Marius Camilla Caper Cast Castalio Cham Chamont Cinna Clum Cour Courtine cuckold dæmon dear devil dost e'er ev'ry Exeunt Exit eyes faith father fear fellow fool fortune Fourbin gentleman gods gone Goodvile hang happy hate hear heart heav'n honest honour hope Lady Squ Lady SQUEAMISH ladyship Lavinia Lettice lord madam Malagene Marius Metellus methinks Monimia murder ne'er never night Nurse on't Polydore poor pow'r pr'ythee rogue Rome Romeo and Juliet Saunt Saunter servant Sir Dav Sir DAVY DUNCE Sir Jol sir Jolly sir Noble slave soul Sulp Sulpitius sure swear Sylla Sylv tell thee there's thing thou art thought Truman twas twill Valentine Vict Victoria what's whores wife wilt woman would'st wretched wrong'd
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Страница 140 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Страница 128 - Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Страница 191 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Страница 162 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Страница 138 - Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
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Страница 140 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Страница 140 - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Страница 138 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.