Bell's British Theatre, Consisting of the Most Esteemed English Plays...: Comediès

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J. Bell; & C. Etherington, 1780 - English drama
 

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Page 21 - OI ask your pardon for that— one's cruelty is one's power, and when one parts with one's cruelty, one parts with one's power; and when one has parted with that, I fancy one's old and ugly.
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