The Works of Thomas Otway: Friendship in fashion. The history and fall of Caius Marius. The orphan, or, The unhappy marriage. The soldier's fortuneT. Turner, 1813 |
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Page 305
... sir Jolly , and desire him to meet me at the Blue - Posts in the Haymarket about twelve ; we'll dine together : I must enquire farther into yesterday's adventure ; in the mean time , Ned , here's half ... Sir Jol THE SOLDIER'S FORTUNE . 305.
... sir Jolly , and desire him to meet me at the Blue - Posts in the Haymarket about twelve ; we'll dine together : I must enquire farther into yesterday's adventure ; in the mean time , Ned , here's half ... Sir Jol THE SOLDIER'S FORTUNE . 305.
Page 306
... Sir , I am your humble servant . Beau . But the lady , sir Jolly , the lady ; how does the lady ? what says the lady , sir Jolly ? Sir Jol . What says the lady ! why she says — she says - odd she has a delicate lip , such a lip , so red ...
... Sir , I am your humble servant . Beau . But the lady , sir Jolly , the lady ; how does the lady ? what says the lady , sir Jolly ? Sir Jol . What says the lady ! why she says — she says - odd she has a delicate lip , such a lip , so red ...
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... Sir Jol . And then dost thou hear , I have a lodging for thee in my own house : dost hear , old soul ? in my own ... sir Jolly ? I am in haste , impatient . Sir Jol . Why this very night , man ; poor rogue's in haste , poor rogue ; but ...
... Sir Jol . And then dost thou hear , I have a lodging for thee in my own house : dost hear , old soul ? in my own ... sir Jolly ? I am in haste , impatient . Sir Jol . Why this very night , man ; poor rogue's in haste , poor rogue ; but ...
Page 308
... Sir Jol . Odd , that's well said again , very well said ; as merry as wine , women , and wickedness can make us : I love a fellow that's very wicked dearly : methinks there's a spirit in him , there's a sort of tantara rara ; tantara ...
... Sir Jol . Odd , that's well said again , very well said ; as merry as wine , women , and wickedness can make us : I love a fellow that's very wicked dearly : methinks there's a spirit in him , there's a sort of tantara rara ; tantara ...
Page 309
... Sir Jol . Odds so , odds so , well remembered ! get you gone , don't stay talking : get you gone , yonder's a great lord , the lord Beaugard , and his cousin the baron , the count , the marquis , the lord knows what , monsieur Courtine ...
... Sir Jol . Odds so , odds so , well remembered ! get you gone , don't stay talking : get you gone , yonder's a great lord , the lord Beaugard , and his cousin the baron , the count , the marquis , the lord knows what , monsieur Courtine ...
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Page 138 - O Romeo, Romeo ! wherefore art thou Romeo ? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Page 140 - 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.
Page 128 - 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.
Page 191 - Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 162 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale : look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops : I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 138 - 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.
Page 254 - I'd leave the world for him that hates a woman. Woman, the fountain of all human frailty ! What mighty ills have not been done by woman ? Who was't betray'd the capitol ? A woman. Who lost Mark Antony the world ? A woman. Who was the cause of a long ten years...
Page 140 - I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night : It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.
Page 140 - Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Page 138 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.