William CongreveAmerican Book Company, 1912 - Всего страниц: 466 |
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Almeria Alphonso Angelica astrologer aunt better Brisk Careless comedy confess Congreve Congreve's Cynthia d'ye dear dost thou Double-Dealer Enter Exeunt Exit eyes Fain Fainall faith father Foib Foible fool Fore Foresight fortune Frail gadsbud give hand hast hear heart Heaven Heli honour hope husband JEREMY Lady Froth Lady Ply Lady Plyant Lady Touch Lady Touchwood Lady Wish Lady WISHFORT ladyship look Lord Froth Lord Touch Lord Touchwood Love for Love lover madam marriage marry Marwood Mask Maskwell Mellefont Millamant Mirabell never on't Osmyn passion Petulant play Pray Prue Scan Scandal SCENE servant Sir Paul Sir Rowland Sir Samp Sir Sampson Sir Wil Sir Wilfull speak swear Tattle tell thee there's thing thou art thought Valentine what's wife WILLIAM CONGREVE Witwoud woman Zara ΙΟ
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Стр. 46 - And just abandoning the ungrateful stage : Unprofitably kept at Heaven's expense, I live a rent-charge on his providence. But you, whom every Muse and Grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains ; and, oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Let not the insulting foe my fame pursue, But shade those laurels which descend to you : And take for tribute what these lines express ; You merit more, nor could my love do less.
Стр. 288 - ... tis not in our natures long to persevere. Love will resume his empire in our breasts, and every heart, or soon or late, receive and readmit him as its lawful tyrant. Mrs. Fain. Bless me, how have I been deceived! Why you profess a libertine. Mrs. Mar. You see my friendship by my freedom. Come, be as sincere, acknowledge that your sentiments agree with mine.
Стр. 357 - Ah, madam, there was a time! — but let it be forgotten — I confess I have deservedly forfeited the high place I once held of sighing at your feet. Nay, kill me not, by turning from me in disdain.
Стр. 315 - Then I alone the conquest prize, When I insult a rival's eyes: If there's delight in love, 'tis when I see That heart which others bleed for, bleed for me.
Стр. 390 - How reverend is the face of this tall pile, Whose ancient pillars rear their marble heads, To bear aloft its arched and ponderous roof, By its own weight made steadfast and immovable, Looking tranquillity. It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.
Стр. 44 - The second temple was not like the first ; Till you, the best Vitruvius, come at length, Our beauties equal, but excel our strength. Firm Doric pillars found your solid base ; The fair Corinthian crowns the higher space : Thus all below is strength, and all above is grace.
Стр. 316 - Well, an illiterate man's my aversion; I wonder at the impudence of any illiterate man to offer to make love.
Стр. 328 - Daunted, no. that's not it, it is not so much for that — for if so be that I set on't, I'll do't. But only for the present, 'tis sufficient 'till further acquaintance, that's all — your servant. Mrs.
Стр. 280 - Tis no matter for that, his wit will excuse that. A wit should no more be sincere than a woman constant: one argues a decay of parts, as t'other of beauty.
Стр. 354 - Next, my wife shall settle on me the remainder of her fortune, not made over already; and for her maintenance depend entirely on my discretion.