An Apology for the Life of George Anne Bellamy: Late of Covent-garden Theatre

author, and sold, 1786


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第3页 - tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
第18页 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
第18页 - Or, if there were a fympathy in choice, War, death, or ficknefs did lay fiege to it ; 'Making it momentary as a found, Swift as a fhadow, fhort as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, .
第144页 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle...
第68页 - Glasgow, told his auditors that he dreamed the preceding night he was in the infernal regions, at a grand entertainment, where all the devils...
第165页 - I wondered any gentleman who profefled liberal fentiments could advife a breach of truft. He told me that, if he had got hold of it, he would have burnt it, as he was fure two capital performers had figned it, who would not have done fo, had another paper been preferrted in their favour.
第126页 - Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet an union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem...
第9页 - Fashion to yourself the idea of a little dirty creature, bent nearly double, enfeebled by fatigue, her countenance tinged with the jaundice, and in every respect the reverse of a person who could make the least pretensions to beauty.
第72页 - I had prevailed upon a gentleman, who was poffefled of fome talents, to compile a little piece from the celebrated poem of Offian ; and I appeared in the character of Commela, there, with great fuccefs. But at Glafgow the applaufe I received was beyond all bounds. This little piece alone, tacked to any indifferent comedy, would fill the houfe, fo that it was crowded every night ;' which tended greatly to relieve me from the fatigue I daily underwent, not only from the duties of my profeffion, but...