The Dramatic Works of David Garrick: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Volym 1A. Millar, 1798 - 823 sidor |
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... brains beat to a jelly . Mel . Very well ! -- but I'll be reveng'd - And did not you tell your master of this ? Sharp . Tell him ! no madam . Had I told him , his love is so violent for you , that he would certainly have mur-- dered ...
... brains beat to a jelly . Mel . Very well ! -- but I'll be reveng'd - And did not you tell your master of this ? Sharp . Tell him ! no madam . Had I told him , his love is so violent for you , that he would certainly have mur-- dered ...
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... brain's turn'd . Puff . And crack'd too , sir ; but you are my master's fa- ther , and I submit . Capt . Come , come , I'll settle your punctilios , and will take care of you and Tag hereafter , provided you drop alk animosities , and ...
... brain's turn'd . Puff . And crack'd too , sir ; but you are my master's fa- ther , and I submit . Capt . Come , come , I'll settle your punctilios , and will take care of you and Tag hereafter , provided you drop alk animosities , and ...
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... brains , and then they dream of love ; On courtiers knees , that dream on curt'sies straight : O'er lawyer's fingers ... brain , Begot of nothing , but vain phantasy , Which is as thin of substance as the air , And more unconstant than ...
... brains , and then they dream of love ; On courtiers knees , that dream on curt'sies straight : O'er lawyer's fingers ... brain , Begot of nothing , but vain phantasy , Which is as thin of substance as the air , And more unconstant than ...
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... brain . But as I said , when it did taste the wormwood on the nipple of the breast , and felt it bitter , pretty fool , to see it teachy and fall out with the breast . Shake , quoth the dove- house- -'twas no need I trow to bid me ...
... brain . But as I said , when it did taste the wormwood on the nipple of the breast , and felt it bitter , pretty fool , to see it teachy and fall out with the breast . Shake , quoth the dove- house- -'twas no need I trow to bid me ...
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... brain unbruised youth Doth couch his limbs , there golden sleep resides ; Therefore thy earliness assureth me Thou art up - rous'd by some distemp'rature ; What is the matter , son ? Rom . I tell thee , ere thou ask it me again ; I have ...
... brain unbruised youth Doth couch his limbs , there golden sleep resides ; Therefore thy earliness assureth me Thou art up - rous'd by some distemp'rature ; What is the matter , son ? Rom . I tell thee , ere thou ask it me again ; I have ...
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Sida 104 - What's in a name? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee Take all myself.
Sida 106 - I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my haviour light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange.
Sida 97 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid ; Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Sida 297 - 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.
Sida 101 - O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear: Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
Sida 97 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Sida 301 - Such duty as the subject owes the prince, Even such a woman oweth to her husband; And when she is froward, peevish, sullen, sour, And not obedient to his honest will, What is she but a foul contending rebel, And graceless traitor to her loving lord...
Sida 300 - Thy husband is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper, Thy head, thy sovereign; one that cares for thee, And for thy maintenance commits his body To painful labour both by sea and land...
Sida 106 - 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.
Sida 120 - Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.