Money: A Comedy in Five Acts ; as Performed at the Theatre Royal, HaymarketChapman and Hall, 1853 - 95 ページ |
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... Heaven forbid ! EVELYN ( holding out his hand ) . What , then , will you give her ? GLOSSMORE . Ehem ! Sir - the parish ought to give . STOUT . No ! No ! -No ! Certainly not ! [ With great vehemence . GLOSSMORE . No ! no ! But I say yes ...
... Heaven forbid ! EVELYN ( holding out his hand ) . What , then , will you give her ? GLOSSMORE . Ehem ! Sir - the parish ought to give . STOUT . No ! No ! -No ! Certainly not ! [ With great vehemence . GLOSSMORE . No ! no ! But I say yes ...
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... Heaven ! taken some revenge upon her . Come nearer . ( Whispers ) I've bribed Sharp to say that Mordaunt's letter to me contained a codicil leaving Clara Douglas 20,0007 . GRAVES . And didn't it ? How odd , then , not to have mentioned ...
... Heaven ! taken some revenge upon her . Come nearer . ( Whispers ) I've bribed Sharp to say that Mordaunt's letter to me contained a codicil leaving Clara Douglas 20,0007 . GRAVES . And didn't it ? How odd , then , not to have mentioned ...
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... Heaven ! -Clara ! CLARA ( rising with a smile ) . Be happy , my cousin - be happy ! Yes , with my whole heart I say it be happy , Alfred Evelyn ! END OF ACT 11 . ACT III . SCENE I. The drawing - rooms in 38 [ ACT II . MONEY .
... Heaven ! -Clara ! CLARA ( rising with a smile ) . Be happy , my cousin - be happy ! Yes , with my whole heart I say it be happy , Alfred Evelyn ! END OF ACT 11 . ACT III . SCENE I. The drawing - rooms in 38 [ ACT II . MONEY .
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... , for the great , fortune is but the instrument ; -I often thought that I should say to my own heart - weeping proud and delicious tears- " And once this man loved me ! " EVELYN . No more , Clara ! -oh , Heavens 44 [ АСТ III . MONEY .
... , for the great , fortune is but the instrument ; -I often thought that I should say to my own heart - weeping proud and delicious tears- " And once this man loved me ! " EVELYN . No more , Clara ! -oh , Heavens 44 [ АСТ III . MONEY .
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... Heavens ! —no more ! CLARA . But has it been so ? -have you been true to your own self ? Pomp - parade - luxuries - pleasures - follies ! - all these might distinguish others — they do but belie the ambition and the soul of Alfred ...
... Heavens ! —no more ! CLARA . But has it been so ? -have you been true to your own self ? Pomp - parade - luxuries - pleasures - follies ! - all these might distinguish others — they do but belie the ambition and the soul of Alfred ...
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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!