The Actor's Budget: Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and Tales, Serious and Comic : Together with a Rare and Genuine Collection of Theatrical Anecdotes and Comic Songsprinted at the Columbian Press, 1824 - 379 páginas |
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... audience . ) It's a woundy gay place . - When I was set down , sir , I stared like a goose , at the sea and the town , sir ; I grew hungry at last , with my journey quite shaken , And was pleased on a sign to see Hogsflesh and Bacon ...
... audience . ) It's a woundy gay place . - When I was set down , sir , I stared like a goose , at the sea and the town , sir ; I grew hungry at last , with my journey quite shaken , And was pleased on a sign to see Hogsflesh and Bacon ...
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... audience , English candour sways , For candour sits as judge , of players and plays . A COMIC ADDRESS TO MISS PICKLE . And read to her in the Character of Tag . " In her cxcellent white bosom these . " -- To that angelic , immaculate ...
... audience , English candour sways , For candour sits as judge , of players and plays . A COMIC ADDRESS TO MISS PICKLE . And read to her in the Character of Tag . " In her cxcellent white bosom these . " -- To that angelic , immaculate ...
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... audience here yet . Fust . No , nor at Dunstable neither , I take it . Serv . I am loth to disturb him , poor gentleman , so I never wake him till a full half hour after my master is gone out . Fust . Upon my soul that's very obliging ...
... audience here yet . Fust . No , nor at Dunstable neither , I take it . Serv . I am loth to disturb him , poor gentleman , so I never wake him till a full half hour after my master is gone out . Fust . Upon my soul that's very obliging ...
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... audience never saw a moon behind a cloud before - but it will be difficult to paint . Fuct . Don't interrupt - where was 1 ? oh , behind a cloud . Dag . " The cloud - capt towers , the gorgeous palaces . " Fust . Hey , the devil , what ...
... audience never saw a moon behind a cloud before - but it will be difficult to paint . Fuct . Don't interrupt - where was 1 ? oh , behind a cloud . Dag . " The cloud - capt towers , the gorgeous palaces . " Fust . Hey , the devil , what ...
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... audience , the time of day , your friends . Cooke suffered himself to be soothed and led away by the valet , leaving the astonished manager to anticipate the hisses and rioting of a disappointed public , and perhaps the discordant ...
... audience , the time of day , your friends . Cooke suffered himself to be soothed and led away by the valet , leaving the astonished manager to anticipate the hisses and rioting of a disappointed public , and perhaps the discordant ...
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The Actor's Budget: Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and ... William Oxberry Vista de fragmentos - 1820 |
The Actor's Budget; Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and ... William Oxberry Vista de fragmentos - 1811 |
The Actor's Budget: Consisting of Monologues, Prologues, Epilogues, and ... William Oxbury Sin vista previa disponible - 2018 |
Términos y frases comunes
actor Anachronisms appear applause asked audience called character charms Christina of Sweden Colley Cibber comedian comedy comic Cooke Covent Garden Covent-garden cried dear death devil Drury-lane Dublin e'er ev'ry exclaimed eyes face fair fame fear Folly Foote Fust Garrick gentleman give Hamlet hand head heart hobby honour humour Inchcape rock King lady laugh little cock sparrow live Lord Macklin maid manager master Moliere morning Mossop ne'er never night o'er Othello performed Pickle play poor pray Prince Prologue Queen Quin replied Sally Green scene Shakspeare Shakspeare's shew Shuter sing smile song soon soul speak squire stage Suett tear tell theatre Theatre Royal theatrical thee There's Thespis thing thou thought thro TITUS ANDRONICUS took tragedy twas vaiter Voltaire Weston wife William Davenant wythe Zounds
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Página 136 - For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, 'Oft Have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Página 136 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Página 139 - Scotland's shore. So thick a haze o'erspreads the sky They cannot see the sun on high ; The wind hath blown a gale all day, At evening it hath died away. On the deck the Rover takes his stand, So dark it is they see no land. Quoth Sir Ralph, "It will be lighter soon, For there is the dawn of the rising moon.
Página 134 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 136 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their...
Página 136 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Página 14 - With spectacles on nose and pouch on side; His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice, Turning again toward childish treble, pipes And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange eventful history, Is second childishness and mere oblivion, Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Página 135 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, Hands that the rod of empire might have...
Página 138 - Rover walked his deck, And he fixed his eye on the darker speck. He felt the cheering power of spring ; It made him whistle, it made him sing : His heart was mirthful to excess, But the Rover's mirth was wickedness. His eye was on the Inchcape...
Página 135 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of Death...