Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical : Printed from the Acting Copies, as Performed at the Theatres-royal, London, Volume 11John Cumberland, 1826 |
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Page 11
... father and thy elder brother , " Their lives have paid : for thee , as I love mercy , " Live and be happy : simple is thy mind " . - Aruns . True , kinsman , true - i'faith ' tis wondrous simple . Luc . " And that simplicity will be a ...
... father and thy elder brother , " Their lives have paid : for thee , as I love mercy , " Live and be happy : simple is thy mind " . - Aruns . True , kinsman , true - i'faith ' tis wondrous simple . Luc . " And that simplicity will be a ...
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... father's and my brother's murder ! ( And sweet I must confess would be the draught ! ) Had this been all - a thousand opportunities I've had to strike the blow - and my own life I had not valued as a rush - But still- There's something ...
... father's and my brother's murder ! ( And sweet I must confess would be the draught ! ) Had this been all - a thousand opportunities I've had to strike the blow - and my own life I had not valued as a rush - But still- There's something ...
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... father ? Expound this riddle . If thy mind doth harbour Aught that imports a sou like me to know , Or , knowing , to achieve , declare it . Br . Now , my son , Should the great gods , who made me what thou see'st , Repent , and in their ...
... father ? Expound this riddle . If thy mind doth harbour Aught that imports a sou like me to know , Or , knowing , to achieve , declare it . Br . Now , my son , Should the great gods , who made me what thou see'st , Repent , and in their ...
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... father ? Br . Begone ! you trouble me . Ti . Nay , do not scorn me . Br . Said I for liberty ? I said it not : [ Crosses to R. The awful word breathed in a coward's ear , Were sacrilege to utter . Hence , begone ! Said I , you were my ...
... father ? Br . Begone ! you trouble me . Ti . Nay , do not scorn me . Br . Said I for liberty ? I said it not : [ Crosses to R. The awful word breathed in a coward's ear , Were sacrilege to utter . Hence , begone ! Said I , you were my ...
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... father well may keep A jealous eye upon y Junian race , — A race unfriendly to the name of king , — Yet thee he cherishes ; with generous joy The monarch sees thy early virtue shoot , And with a parent's fondness rears its growth . Ti ...
... father well may keep A jealous eye upon y Junian race , — A race unfriendly to the name of king , — Yet thee he cherishes ; with generous joy The monarch sees thy early virtue shoot , And with a parent's fondness rears its growth . Ti ...
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