Reminiscences of Michael Kelly of the King's theatre, and Theatre royal, Drury lane [ed. by T.E. Hook].

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Page 158 - From every latent foe, From the assassin's blow, God save the King ! O'er him thine arm extend, For Britain's sake defend Our father, prince, and friend. God save the King !' " This stanza was three times repeated with the most rapturous approbation.
Page 33 - Go — you may call it madness, folly; You shall not chase my gloom away. There's such a charm in melancholy, I would not, if I could, be gay.
Page 299 - His age in nature's youthful prime appear'd, .And just began to bloom his yellow beard. Whene'er he spoke, his voice was heard around, Loud as a trumpet, with a silver sound ; A laurel wreath'd his temples, fresh and green, And myrtle sprigs, the marks of love, were mix'd between.
Page 19 - Before the piece was brought out, I had a number of children brought to me, that I might choose a cupid. One struck me, with a fine pair of black eyes, who seemed by his looks and little gestures...
Page 241 - Sheridan did me the honour (as his friend,) to introduce me to the best society, and the first literary men in the kingdom, who all sought his company. They were sure to find him almost every night at my house, where he was the great magnet of attraction.
Page 338 - This extraordinary and superfluous space occasioned such an undulation from the voice of every actor, that generally what they said sounded like the gabbling of so many people in the lofty aisles of a cathedral.
Page 336 - And they have Built a Temple for their Dagon, the new Play-House in the hay-Market. The Foundation was laid with great Solemnity, by a Noble Babe of Grace. And over or under the Foundation Stone is a Plate of Silver, on which is Graven Kit Cat on the one side, and Little Whigg on the other.
Page 255 - Bennuci gave, with the greatest animation and power of voice. I was standing close to Mozart, who, sotto voce, was repeating, Bravo ! Bravo ! Bennuci; and when Bennuci came to the fine passage, " Cherubino, alia .vittoria, alia gloria militar...
Page 145 - I sang two or three bars of music to him, which I thought corresponded with what he wished, and marked them down. He then made a sort of rumbling noise with his voice (for he had not the slightest idea of turning a tune), resembling a deep gruff bow, wow wow ; but though there was not the slightest resemblance of an air in the noise he made, yet so clear were his ideas of effect, that I perfectly understood his meaning, though conveyed through the medium of a bow, wow, wow.
Page 20 - Irish fireman, who was close by, and heard the question, said, " For the love of Heaven, Mr Sheridan, don't make yourself uneasy, sir; by the powers, it will soon be down ; sure enough, they won't have another drop of water in five minutes.

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