The Lady of Lyons: Or, Love and Pride. A Play in Five Acts, as Performed at the Theatre Royal, Covent GardenHarper & Bros., 1838 - 99 ページ |
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... revenge ! Here is a prince for our haughty damsel . Do you take me ? GLAVIS . Deuse take me if I do ! BEAUSEANT . What if we Blockhead ! it's as clear as a map . could make this elegant clown pass himself off as a foreign prince ? lend ...
... revenge ! Here is a prince for our haughty damsel . Do you take me ? GLAVIS . Deuse take me if I do ! BEAUSEANT . What if we Blockhead ! it's as clear as a map . could make this elegant clown pass himself off as a foreign prince ? lend ...
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... ; an uncommonly genteel line of business . But why so grave ? BEAUSEANT . You think only of the sport , I of the revenge . [ Exeunt within the inn SCENE III . The interior of Melnotte's cottage ; flowers 26 [ ACT I. THE LADY OF LYONS ;
... ; an uncommonly genteel line of business . But why so grave ? BEAUSEANT . You think only of the sport , I of the revenge . [ Exeunt within the inn SCENE III . The interior of Melnotte's cottage ; flowers 26 [ ACT I. THE LADY OF LYONS ;
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... revenge and love ! which of you is the strongest ? ( Gazing on the picture ) Sweet face , thou smilest on me from the canvass : weak fool that I am , do I then love her still ? No , it is the vision of my own romance that I have ...
... revenge and love ! which of you is the strongest ? ( Gazing on the picture ) Sweet face , thou smilest on me from the canvass : weak fool that I am , do I then love her still ? No , it is the vision of my own romance that I have ...
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... revenge , I did not sell it . Take up your silver , Judas ; take it . Ay , it is fit you should learn to stoop . BEAUSEANT . You will beg my pardon for this some day . ( Aside to GLAVIS ) Come to my chateau ; I shall return hither to ...
... revenge , I did not sell it . Take up your silver , Judas ; take it . Ay , it is fit you should learn to stoop . BEAUSEANT . You will beg my pardon for this some day . ( Aside to GLAVIS ) Come to my chateau ; I shall return hither to ...
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... revenge ! Thou hadst trampled on the worm ; It turn'd and stung thee ! PAULINE . Love , sir , hath no sting . What was the slight of a poor powerless girl To the deep wrong of this vile revenge ? Oh , how I loved this man ! a serf ! a ...
... revenge ! Thou hadst trampled on the worm ; It turn'd and stung thee ! PAULINE . Love , sir , hath no sting . What was the slight of a poor powerless girl To the deep wrong of this vile revenge ? Oh , how I loved this man ! a serf ! a ...
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Aloud Author Beauseant and Glavis Beauty of Lyons blush carriage Catiline Charles Anthon Charles Joseph Latrobe Charles Webb child Claude Melnotte Cousin Damas curse dared daughter dear Doge of Venice Dramatic Edition Engravings Enter Beauseant Enter Damas EUGENE ARAM father flowers forgive France gardener's GASPAR gentleman girl Golden Lion Good-day Good-morning hand hear heart Heaven History honour hope humble husband John Frost Jugurthine War LADY OF LYONS Lake of Como LANDLORD letter LL.D look MADAME DESCHAP Madame Deschappelles marry Memoirs MONS Monsieur Beauseant Monsieur Deschappelles mother never noble peasant's Poor Pauline Portrait pride prince proud rank revenge Rienzi SCENE scorn servant shame Sidney Doane smile speak sweet tell thee thine THIRD OFFICER thou art thou hast thou lovest thou wilt tion turned vols volume WIDOW William word wouldst young Zounds
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63 ページ - And sent them to thee — such a tribute, lady, As beauty rarely scorns, even from the meanest. The name — appended by the burning heart That long'd to show its idol what bright things It had created — yea, the enthusiast's name, That should have been thy triumph, was thy scorn! That very hour — when passion...
90 ページ - Love buys not with the ruthless usurer's gold The loathsome prostitution of a hand Without a heart? Love sacrifices all things To bless the thing it loves! He knows not love. Father, his love is hate — his hope revenge!
85 ページ - From air he takes his colours, holds his life, Changes with every wind, grows lean or fat ; Rosy with hope, or green with jealousy, Or pallid with despair, just as the gale Varies from north to south, from heat to cold...
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63 ページ - Despair is free ! I will not tell thee of the throes, the struggles, The anguish, the remorse : no ; let it pass ! And let me come to such most poor atonement Yet in my power. Pauline ! (Approaching her with great emotion, and about to take her hand.) PAULINE.
61 ページ - I' the midst of roses! — Dost thou like the picture? " This is my bridal home, and thou my bridegroom! 0 fool — O dupe — O wretch ! I see it all. The by-word and the jeer of every tongue In Lyons. Hast thou in thy heart one touch Of human kindness? if thou hast, why kill me, And save thy wife from madness. No, it cannot — It cannot be; this is some horrid dream; 1 shall wake soon. [Touching him.] Art flesh ? art man?
21 ページ - I know not, unless it be because the Revolution swept away my father's title of Marquis, — and she will not marry a commoner. Now, as we have no noblemen left in France, — as we are all citizens and equals, she can only hope that, in spite of the war, some English Milord or German Count will risk his life, by coming to Lyons, that this fille du Roturier may condescend to accept him.
44 ページ - We'd guess what star should be our home when love Becomes immortal ; while the perfumed light Stole through the mists of alabaster lamps, And every air was heavy with the sighs Of orange groves and music from sweet lutes, And murmurs of low fountains that gush forth I' the midst of roses ! — Dost thou like the picture ? PAULINE.