Life of Mrs. Siddons, 第 1-2 卷Harper, 1834 - 260 頁 |
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... thou wilt do me a greater kindness than dis courtesy . " After his death , Captain Kemble begged off his body , and buried it in the churchyard of Welsh Newton . Mr. Roger Kemble being , like his ancestors , a Catholic , while his wife ...
... thou wilt do me a greater kindness than dis courtesy . " After his death , Captain Kemble begged off his body , and buried it in the churchyard of Welsh Newton . Mr. Roger Kemble being , like his ancestors , a Catholic , while his wife ...
第 79 頁
... thou unkind one ! " - the magic delicacy with which she bade him remember the hour of twelve ; -and the electrifying manner in which she sprang to his arms , on his threat to kill her . I should take Mr. Boaden's testimony to the same ...
... thou unkind one ! " - the magic delicacy with which she bade him remember the hour of twelve ; -and the electrifying manner in which she sprang to his arms , on his threat to kill her . I should take Mr. Boaden's testimony to the same ...
第 91 頁
... thou dost shame That bloody spoil - thou slave ! thou wretch ! thou coward ! Thou little valiant - great in villany— Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou Fortune's champion - that dost never fight But when her humorous ...
... thou dost shame That bloody spoil - thou slave ! thou wretch ! thou coward ! Thou little valiant - great in villany— Thou ever strong upon the stronger side ! Thou Fortune's champion - that dost never fight But when her humorous ...
第 92 頁
... Thou odoriferous stench ! sound rottenness ! Arise forth from the couch of endless night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy detestable bones , And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows , And ring these fingers with ...
... Thou odoriferous stench ! sound rottenness ! Arise forth from the couch of endless night , Thou hate and terror to prosperity , And I will kiss thy detestable bones , And put my eyeballs in thy vaulty brows , And ring these fingers with ...
第 93 頁
... Thou art unholy to belie me so . I am not mad . This hair I tear is mine . My name is Constance - I was Geoffrey's wi Young Arthur is my son and he is lost . I am not mad ! I would to heaven I were ! For then ' tis like I should forget ...
... Thou art unholy to belie me so . I am not mad . This hair I tear is mine . My name is Constance - I was Geoffrey's wi Young Arthur is my son and he is lost . I am not mad ! I would to heaven I were ! For then ' tis like I should forget ...
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第 119 頁 - Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
第 125 頁 - All causes shall give way : I am in blood Stepp'd in so far that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted ere they may be scann'd.
第 124 頁 - Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.
第 51 頁 - Pity it is, that the momentary beauties flowing from an harmonious elocution, cannot like those of poetry be their own record! That the animated graces of the player can live no longer than the instant breath and motion that presents them; or at best can but faintly glimmer through the memory, or imperfect attestation of a few surviving spectators.
第 122 頁 - Are you a man ? MACB. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. LADY M. O proper stuff ! This is the very painting of your fear : This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan. O, these flaws and starts, Impostors to true fear, would well become A woman's story at a winter's fire, Authorized by her grandam. Shame itself ! Why do you make such faces ? When all 's done, You look but on a stool.
第 120 頁 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
第 180 頁 - Page. Madam, there is a lady in your hall, Who begs to be admitted to your presence. Lady. Is it not one of our invited friends? Page. No, far unlike to them ; it is a stranger. Lady. How looks her countenance ? Page.
第 123 頁 - Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck, Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day, And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens, and the crow...
第 121 頁 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
第 94 頁 - Grief fills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me...