The twin-rivals. The recruiting officer. The beaux-stratagem

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John C. Nimmo, 1892
 

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第 281 頁 - I would have quitted it indeed, but a man of honour, you know Besides, 'twas for the good of my country that I should be abroad : — anything for the good of one's country — I'm a Roman for that.
第 259 頁 - A maintenance! do you take me, madam, for an hospital child, that I must sit down, and bless my benefactors for meat, drink, and clothes? As I take it, madam, I brought your brother ten thousand pounds, out of which I might expect some pretty things, called pleasures.
第 290 頁 - Madam, the ladies pay best; the honour of serving them is sufficient wages; there is a charm in their looks that delivers a pleasure with their commands, and gives our duty the wings of inclination. MRS.
第 221 頁 - PLUME: What say you, Mr. Kite? Will you take care of the woman? KITE: Yes, sir, she shall go with us to the seaside, and there, if she has a mind to drown herself, we'll take care that nobody shall hinder her.
第 141 頁 - Well, well, you shall die at my feet, or where you will ; but you know, sir, there is a certain will and testament to be made beforehand.
第 260 頁 - O matrimony ! He tosses up the clothes with a barbarous swing over his shoulders, disorders the whole economy of my bed, leaves me half naked, and my whole night's comfort is the tuneable serenade of that wakeful nightingale, his nose...
第 253 頁 - Aim. Again, sirrah! — Well, landlord, what you please. But hold, I have a small charge of money, and your house is so full of strangers, that I believe it may be safer in your custody than mine; for when this fellow of mine gets drunk he minds nothing. — Here, sirrah, reach me the strong-box. Arch. Yes, sir.— [Aside.] This will give us a reputation.
第 285 頁 - Tis enough. — You must know then that my Master is the Lord Viscount Aimwell; he fought a Duel t'other day in London, wounded his Man so dangerously, that he thinks fit to withdraw till he hears whether the Gentleman's Wounds be mortal or not : He never was in this part of England before, so he chose to retire to this Place, that's all. Gip. And that's enough for me. [Exit. Scrub. And where were you when your Master fought? Arch. We never know of our Masters Quarrels.
第 260 頁 - O sister, sister 1 if ever you marry, beware of a sullen, silent sot, one that's always musing, but never thinks. There's some diversion in a talking blockhead ; and since a woman must wear chains, I would have the pleasure of hearing 'em rattle a little.
第 265 頁 - ... no sooner he comes into the cathedral, but a train of whispers runs buzzing round the congregation in a moment; - Who is he? whence comes he? do you know him?

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