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Alcanor Almeria Alonzo Alphonso Angelica behold Bellamy better blood breast canst Clar Clarinda COVENT GARDEN d'ye daughter dear death devil dost thou Enter JEREMY Epictetus Ereunt Erit JEREMY eyes face faith father fear fortune Frank Frankly give hand happy hear heart Heav'n Heli hither honour hope husband innocent Jacintha King kiss lady Laura look lord Love for Love Lucetta madam Mahomet marry matter mean Mecca Mirvan Miss mistress never night o'er Osmyn Palm Palmira passion Phar Pharon poor pow'r rage Ranger rogue Scand Scandal secret Sicily Siffredi Sigismunda Sir Sampson slave soul speak Strict Strictland sure Tancred Tatt Tattle tell thee there's thing thou art thou hast thought Trapl tyrant Valentine virtue what's wife woman young Zaph Zaphna Zara
Page 56 - Ang. Mr. Scandal, you can't think me guilty of so much inhumanity, as not to be concerned for a man I must own myself obliged to. Pray tell me the truth. Scand. Faith, madam, I wish telling a lie would mend the matter. But this is no new effect of an unsuccessful passion. Ang. [ Aside.] I know not what to think ; — Yet I should be vexed to have a trick put upon me — May I not see him?
Page 17 - Val. No; he has sent me the hardest conditions in the world. You have heard of a booby brother of mine that was sent to sea three years ago? This brother my father hears is landed; whereupon he very affectionately sends me word, if I will make a deed of conveyance of my right to his estate after his death to my younger brother, he will immediately furnish me with four thousand [10 pounds to pay my debts, and make my fortune.
Page 37 - By the provision that's made for me, you might have begot me too. Nay, and to tell your worship another truth, I believe you did, for I find I was born with those same whoreson appetites too, that my master speaks of. Sir Samp. Why, look you there now.
Page 83 - Here take your young mistress, and lock her up presently, till farther orders from me. — Not a word, hussy. Do what I bid you; no reply; away! And bid Robin make ready to give an account of his plate and linen, d'ye hear : begone when I bid you. Mrs. Fore. What is the matter, husband? Fore. Tis not convenient to tell you now.
Page 52 - O my son ! from the blind dotage Of a father's fondness these ills arose; For thee I've been ambitious, base, and bloody: For thee I've...
Page 84 - I'm sure it is as I tell you. Scand. 'Sdeath ! it is a jest. I can't believe it. Ben. Look you, friend ; it is nothing to me, whether you believe it or no. What I say is true, d'ye see; they are married, or just going to be married, I know not which.
Page 77 - None of my ancestors married till fifty, yet they begot sons and daughters till fourscore. I am of your patriarchs; I, a branch of one of your antediluvian families, fellows that the flood could not wash away.
Page 90 - You would all have the reward of love ; but few have the constancy to stay till it becomes your due. Men are generally hypocrites and infidels, they pretend to worship, but have neither zeal nor faith; how few, like Valentine, would persevere even to martyrdom, and sacrifice their interest to their constancy! In admiring me you misplace the novelty : — The miracle to-day is, that we find A lover true : not that a woman's kind.
Page 28 - I'm glad of it ! — And so I have ; that may be good luck in troth, in troth it may, very good luck- nay, I have had some omens: I got out of bed backwards too this morning, without premeditation ; pretty good that too • but then I stumbled coming down stairs, and met a weasel ; bad omens those : some bad, some good, our lives are chequered : mirth and sorrow, want and plenty, night and day, make up our time. — But in troth I am pleased at my stocking; very well pleased at my stocking.