The gamester, by Edward Moore. Douglas, by John Home. She stoops to conquer, by Oliver Goldsmith. The road to ruin, by Thomas Holcroft. Wild oats, by John O'Keefe. The school for scandal, by Richard Brinsley Butler Sheridan. The rivals, by Richard Brinsley Butler SheridanJ.B. Lippincott, 1893 |
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201 ページ - Come, come, there must be no passion at all in the case — these things 'should always be done civilly. Acres. I must be in a passion, Sir Lucius — I must be in a rage.
187 ページ - Observe me, Sir Anthony. I would by no means wish a daughter of mine to be a progeny of learning; I don't think so much learning becomes a young woman; for instance —I would never let her meddle with Greek, or Hebrew, or Algebra, or Simony, or Fluxions, or Paradoxes, or such inflammatory branches of learning...
70 ページ - I'll engage to whip her off to France, and you shall never hear more of her. Tony. Assist you ! Ecod I will, to the last drop of my blood. I'll clap a pair of horses to your chaise that shall trundle you...
189 ページ - Jack do this"; — if he demurred, I knocked him down — and if he grumbled at that I always sent him out of the room. Mrs. Mai. Ay, and the properest way, o' my conscience! — nothing is so conciliating to young people as severity. — Well, Sir Anthony, I shall give Mr. Acres his discharge, and prepare Lydia to receive your son's invocations; — and I hope you will represent her to the captain as an object not altogether illegible. Sir Anth.
189 ページ - Madam, I will handle the subject prudently. Well, I must leave you ; and let me beg you, Mrs. Malaprop, to enforce this matter roundly to the girl. Take my advice: keep a tight hand. If she rejects this proposal, clap her under lock and key; and if you were just to let the servants forget to bring her dinner for three or four days, you can't conceive how she'd come about.
141 ページ - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
192 ページ - Jack ; — I have heard you for some time with patience — I have been cool — quite cool ; but take care — you know I am compliance itself — when I am not thwarted ; — no one more easily led — when I have my own way ; — but don't put me in a frenzy.
136 ページ - Excellent wretch ! Perdition catch my soul, But I do love thee ! and when I love thee not Chaos is come again.
187 ページ - ... know something of the contagious countries. But above all, Sir Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying. This, Sir Anthony, is what I would have a woman know; and I don't think there is a superstitious article in it.
192 ページ - Zounds! sirrah! the lady shall be as ugly as I choose: she shall have a hump on each shoulder; she shall be as crooked as the crescent; her one eye shall roll like the bull's in Cox's Museum; she shall have a skin like a mummy, and the beard of a Jew — she shall be all this, sirrah! — yet I will make you ogle her all day, and sit up all night to write sonnets on her beauty.