Bell's British Theatre, Volume 18John Bell J. Bell, 1797 |
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Page 28
... I will give it you ; for it is of me A thing so loath'd , and unto you that ask Of so poor use , I will unmov'dly hear . Are . Fain would I speak ; and yet the words are such I have to say , and do so ill beseem 28 A & I . PHILASTER .
... I will give it you ; for it is of me A thing so loath'd , and unto you that ask Of so poor use , I will unmov'dly hear . Are . Fain would I speak ; and yet the words are such I have to say , and do so ill beseem 28 A & I . PHILASTER .
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... Exeunt . Changes to another apartment in the palace . Enter ME- GRA and PHARAMOND . Meg . What then am I ? A poor neglected stale ! Have I then been an idle toying she , To fool away an hour or two withal , And 38 A & II . PHILASTER .
... Exeunt . Changes to another apartment in the palace . Enter ME- GRA and PHARAMOND . Meg . What then am I ? A poor neglected stale ! Have I then been an idle toying she , To fool away an hour or two withal , And 38 A & II . PHILASTER .
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... poor destruction of a lady's honour , The publishing the weakness of a woman . But I have vengeance yet in store for some , Shall , in the utmost scorn you can have of me , Be joy and nourishment . King . What means the wanton ? D'ye ...
... poor destruction of a lady's honour , The publishing the weakness of a woman . But I have vengeance yet in store for some , Shall , in the utmost scorn you can have of me , Be joy and nourishment . King . What means the wanton ? D'ye ...
Page 57
... poor kingdom : give it to your boy ! For I have no joy in it . Some far place Where never womankind durst set her foot , For bursting with her poisons , must I seek , And live to curse you : There dig a cave , and preach to birds and ...
... poor kingdom : give it to your boy ! For I have no joy in it . Some far place Where never womankind durst set her foot , For bursting with her poisons , must I seek , And live to curse you : There dig a cave , and preach to birds and ...
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... poor , and may'st " Nourish ambitions thoughts , when I am dead : " This way were freer . ” Are . Kill you ! Bel . Not for a world . Phi . I blame not thee , Bellario ; thou hast done but that which gods Would have transform'd ...
... poor , and may'st " Nourish ambitions thoughts , when I am dead : " This way were freer . ” Are . Kill you ! Bel . Not for a world . Phi . I blame not thee , Bellario ; thou hast done but that which gods Would have transform'd ...
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Page 87 - With a feigned pilgrimage, and dressed myself In habit of a boy ; and, for I knew My birth no match for you, I was past hope Of having you ; and, understanding well That when I made discovery of my sex I could not stay with you, I made a vow, By all the most religious things a maid Could call together, never to be known...
Page 57 - I' the morning with you, and at night behind you Past and forgotten ; how your vows are frosts, Fast for a night, and with the next sun gone ; How you are, being taken all together, A mere confusion, and so dead a chaos, That love cannot distinguish. These sad texts, Till my last hour, I am bound to utter of you. So, farewell all my woe, all my delight ! [Exit, Are.
Page 48 - Methinks, your words Fall not from off your tongue so evenly, Nor is there in your looks that quietness, That I was wont to see. Phi. Thou art decfi\ed, boy : And she strokes thy head ? Bel.
Page 57 - Now you may take that little right I have To this poor kingdom. Give it to your joy; For I have no joy in it. Some far place, Where never womankind durst set her foot For " bursting with her poisons, must I seek, And live to curse you; There dig a cave, and preach to birds and beasts What woman is, and help to save them from you...
Page 72 - Higher than hills of earth, and lend a voice Loud as your thunder to me, that from thence I may discourse to all the under-world The worth that dwells in him ! Pha. How's this?
Page 75 - I shall be shut from Heaven, as now from earth, If you continue so. I am a man False to a pair of the most trusty ones That ever earth bore; can it bear us all? Forgive, and leave me. But the King hath sent To call me to my death: oh, shew it me, And then forget me!
Page 24 - CLE. How do you, worthy sir? PHI. Well, very well; And so well that, if the King please, I find I may live many years. DION. The King must please, Whilst we know what you are and who you are, Your wrongs and virtues.
Page 116 - Now, the doctor purposes we should all come thither in our habits, and, when the rooms are full, we may steal up into his chamber, he says, and there crack he'll give us all canonical commission to go to-bed together.
Page 37 - Hadst thou a curst master when thou went'st to school ? Thou art not capable of other grief ; Thy brows and cheeks are smooth as waters be When no breath troubles them. Believe me, boy, Care seeks out wrinkled brows and hollow eyes, And builds himself caves, to abide in them.
Page 51 - em false, as were my hopes, I cannot urge thee further. But thou wert To blame to injure me, for I must love Thy honest looks, and take no revenge upon Thy tender youth : A love from me to thee Is firm, whate'er thou dost.