Money: A Comedy in Five Acts ; as Performed at the Theatre Royal, HaymarketChapman and Hall, 1853 - 95 ページ |
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... BLOUNT STOUT GRAVES EVELYN CAPTAIN DUDLEY SMOOTH MR . VINING . MR . STRICKLAND . MR . LACY . MR . D. REES . MR . WEBSTER . MR . MACREADY . MR WRENCH . SHARP TOKE MR . WALDRON . • MR . OXBERRY . FRANTZ , Tailor TABOURET , Upholsterer ...
... BLOUNT STOUT GRAVES EVELYN CAPTAIN DUDLEY SMOOTH MR . VINING . MR . STRICKLAND . MR . LACY . MR . D. REES . MR . WEBSTER . MR . MACREADY . MR WRENCH . SHARP TOKE MR . WALDRON . • MR . OXBERRY . FRANTZ , Tailor TABOURET , Upholsterer ...
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... Blount . GEORGINA . Ah , papa , he is charming . SIR JOHN . uncle was He was so , my dear , before we knew your poor dead ; but an heiress such as you will be should look out for a duke . Where the deuce is Evelyn this morning ...
... Blount . GEORGINA . Ah , papa , he is charming . SIR JOHN . uncle was He was so , my dear , before we knew your poor dead ; but an heiress such as you will be should look out for a duke . Where the deuce is Evelyn this morning ...
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... Blount- SIR JOHN . LADY FRANKLIN . Sir Fwedewick Blount , who objects to the letter R as being too wough , and therefore dwops its acquaintance : one of the new class of prudent young gentlemen , who , not having spirits and ...
... Blount- SIR JOHN . LADY FRANKLIN . Sir Fwedewick Blount , who objects to the letter R as being too wough , and therefore dwops its acquaintance : one of the new class of prudent young gentlemen , who , not having spirits and ...
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... BLOUNT . BLOUNT . No one in the woom ! -Oh , Miss Douglas ! -Pway don't let me disturb you . Where is Miss Vesey - Georgina ? [ Taking CLARA's chair as she rises . EVELYN ( looking up , gives CLARA a chair and re - seats himself ) ...
... BLOUNT . BLOUNT . No one in the woom ! -Oh , Miss Douglas ! -Pway don't let me disturb you . Where is Miss Vesey - Georgina ? [ Taking CLARA's chair as she rises . EVELYN ( looking up , gives CLARA a chair and re - seats himself ) ...
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... BLOUNT ( aside ) . That fellow Cowper says vewy odd things ! -Humph ! -- it is beneath me to quawwell .- ( Aloud ) It will not take long to wead the will , I suppose . Poor old Mordaunt ! -- I am his neawest male welation . He was vewy ...
... BLOUNT ( aside ) . That fellow Cowper says vewy odd things ! -Humph ! -- it is beneath me to quawwell .- ( Aloud ) It will not take long to wead the will , I suppose . Poor old Mordaunt ! -- I am his neawest male welation . He was vewy ...
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Alfred BEAUSEANT beauty believe BLOUNT bring certainly child CLARA Claude cousin DAMAS daughter dear Deschappelles don't Enter EVELYN excellent Exeunt Exit eyes father feel fellow forget fortune GEORGINA girl give GLAVIS GLOSSMORE GRAVES hand happy head hear heart Heaven Highness honour hope hour husband JOHN LADY FRANKLIN LANDLORD laugh least leave letter live look Lord lost Lyons MACFINCH MADAME DESCHAP marriage marry MELNOTTE MEMBER Miss MONS morning mother never OFFICER once PAULINE play poor Prince reading refuse respect rich SCENE seated seen sent Servant SHARP Sir Frederick SIR JOHN smile SMOOTH soul speak STOUT sure TABOURET talk tell thee there's thing thou thought true turn Vesey WIDOW wife wish woman write young
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9 ページ - Returning, he proclaims by many a grace, By shrugs and strange contortions of his face, How much a dunce that has been sent to roam, Excels a dunce that has been kept at home.
96 ページ - ... lustre? Even so from this low cell, poverty, I lift my eyes to Pauline and forget my chains. — [Goes to the picture and draws aside the curtain.] See, this is her image — painted from memory. Oh, how the canvas wrongs her! — [Takes up the brush and throws it aside.] I shall never be a painter! I can paint no likeness but one, and that is above all art. I would turn soldier — France needs soldiers! But to leave the air that Pauline breathes! What is the hour? — so late? I will tell thee...
95 ページ - I've won the prize! — never missed one shot! Is it not handsome, this gun? Widow. Humph! — Well, what is it worth, Claude? Mel. Worth! What is a riband worth to a soldier? Worth! everything! Glory is priceless! Widow. Leave glory to great folks. Ah! Claude, Claude, castles in the air cost a vast deal to keep up!