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... play and listen to me every time I play. I know that when she went to her clubs she'll tell them that her daughter plays the clarinet. She told them one day she'll has her daughter play for them. They made a day and when she told me, I ...
... play and listen to me every time I play. I know that when she went to her clubs she'll tell them that her daughter plays the clarinet. She told them one day she'll has her daughter play for them. They made a day and when she told me, I ...
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... play mocks class, privilege, politicians, militarism, patriotism, sexual double standards and stereotypical ideas of suffragettes and anti-suffragists. The character name of Balsquith, the Prime Minister, is a combination of 'Balfour ...
... play mocks class, privilege, politicians, militarism, patriotism, sexual double standards and stereotypical ideas of suffragettes and anti-suffragists. The character name of Balsquith, the Prime Minister, is a combination of 'Balfour ...
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... play revised . As the Second Part had followed the Play printed in 1594 , -The First Part of the Contention betwixt the two famous Houses of York and Lancaster - so the Third Part followed as closely the play printed in 1595. [ This was ...
... play revised . As the Second Part had followed the Play printed in 1594 , -The First Part of the Contention betwixt the two famous Houses of York and Lancaster - so the Third Part followed as closely the play printed in 1595. [ This was ...
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... player , is called upon to give some advice to an importunate young playwright of the next generation : To begin with , your play is not a play at all . It's a meaningless jumble of adolescent , pseudo- intellectual poppycock . It bears ...
... player , is called upon to give some advice to an importunate young playwright of the next generation : To begin with , your play is not a play at all . It's a meaningless jumble of adolescent , pseudo- intellectual poppycock . It bears ...
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David Stevens. CHAPTER III. INTERPRETATION OF THE SCRIPT Having decided to direct a play, the next step is to pick a play to direct. Sometimes you have no choice; you might be asked to direct The Odd Couple for a community theatre, for ...
David Stevens. CHAPTER III. INTERPRETATION OF THE SCRIPT Having decided to direct a play, the next step is to pick a play to direct. Sometimes you have no choice; you might be asked to direct The Odd Couple for a community theatre, for ...
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Page 423 - Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier, Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Seeking the bubble reputation Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon...
Page 163 - If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility ? revenge : If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example ? why, revenge. The villainy, you teach me, I will execute; and it shall go hard, but I will better the instruction.
Page 147 - Doth close behind him tread. But soon there breathed a wind on me, Nor sound nor motion made: Its path was not upon the sea, In ripple or in shade. It raised my hair, it fanned my cheek Like a meadow-gale of spring — It mingled strangely with my fears, Yet it felt like a welcoming. Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze — On me alone it blew.
Page 134 - The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, Still hid in mist, and on the left Went down into the sea. "And the good south wind still blew behind, But no sweet bird did follow, Nor any day for food or play Came to the mariners
Page 428 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead...
Page 426 - Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's ; then if thou fall'st...
Page 397 - Julius bleed for justice' sake ? What villain touched his body, that did stab, And not for justice ? — What ! shall one of us, That struck the foremost man of all this world, But for supporting robbers, — shall we now Contaminate our fingers with base bribes, And sell the mighty space of our large...
Page 180 - Nay, take my life and all ; pardon not that : You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 399 - Heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their vile trash By any indirection ! I did .send To you for gold to pay my legions, Which you denied me. Was that done like Cassius...
Page 138 - I looked to heaven, and tried to pray; But or ever a prayer had gusht, A wicked whisper came, and made My heart as dry as dust. I closed my lids, and kept them close, And the balls like pulses beat; For the sky and the sea, and the sea and the sky, Lay like a load on my weary eye, And the dead were at my feet.