Dramatic Works: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, 第 1 卷A. Millar, 1798 |
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... examined the rest , I will dismiss you in your turn . Poet . And I in return , Sir , will let the world know , in a preface to my next piece , that your politeness is equal in you your sagacity , and that you are as much the LETH E.
... examined the rest , I will dismiss you in your turn . Poet . And I in return , Sir , will let the world know , in a preface to my next piece , that your politeness is equal in you your sagacity , and that you are as much the LETH E.
第 9 頁
... turn'd of ninety --- -We are all mortal you know , so I would fain forget , if you please — that I am to die . Esop . My good friend , you have mistaken the virtue of the waters ; they can cause you to forget only what is past ; but if ...
... turn'd of ninety --- -We are all mortal you know , so I would fain forget , if you please — that I am to die . Esop . My good friend , you have mistaken the virtue of the waters ; they can cause you to forget only what is past ; but if ...
第 28 頁
... turn'd Methodist , and took to preaching , ke has cabbag'd one yard in six from hist customers ; now you know him , here what he has to say , while I go and pick up in the wood here - Upon my soul , you are a fine old Grecian ! [ Exit ...
... turn'd Methodist , and took to preaching , ke has cabbag'd one yard in six from hist customers ; now you know him , here what he has to say , while I go and pick up in the wood here - Upon my soul , you are a fine old Grecian ! [ Exit ...
第 29 頁
... turn'd Papist , and is always railing at me and the government - The priest and she are continually laying their heads together , and I am afraid he has persuaded her , that it will save her precious soul , if she cuckolds a heretic ...
... turn'd Papist , and is always railing at me and the government - The priest and she are continually laying their heads together , and I am afraid he has persuaded her , that it will save her precious soul , if she cuckolds a heretic ...
第 33 頁
... turn friend to the sex , rail no more at ma rimony , bat cuise the whores , and think of a wife myself . Gayl . And yet , Sharp , when I think how I have impo- sed upon her , I am almost resolved to throw myself at her feet , tell the ...
... turn friend to the sex , rail no more at ma rimony , bat cuise the whores , and think of a wife myself . Gayl . And yet , Sharp , when I think how I have impo- sed upon her , I am almost resolved to throw myself at her feet , tell the ...
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第 106 頁 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
第 221 頁 - 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 295 頁 - Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
第 145 頁 - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
第 106 頁 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
第 118 頁 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
第 97 頁 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
第 104 頁 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
第 105 頁 - How cam'st thou hither, tell me ? and wherefore ? The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb ; And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
第 136 頁 - Alack, alack ! is it not like that I, So early waking, what with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes...