William Congreve |
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Sivu 45
All this in blooming youth you have achieved ; Nor are your foiled contemporaries grieved ; So much the sweetness of your manners move , We cannot envy you , because we love . Fabius might joy in Scipio , when he saw A beardless consul ...
All this in blooming youth you have achieved ; Nor are your foiled contemporaries grieved ; So much the sweetness of your manners move , We cannot envy you , because we love . Fabius might joy in Scipio , when he saw A beardless consul ...
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believe better Brisk comes Congreve Cynthia dear death deceived don't dost Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face Fain faith father fear follow fool Fore Foresight fortune Frail give gone hand hast hear heart Heaven hold honour hope husband I'll JEREMY keep Lady Froth Lady Ply Lady Touch Lady Wish ladyship leave live look Lord Lord Froth Lord Touch madam marry Maskwell matter mean Mellefont mind Mirabell nature never night once person play poor Prue reason Scan Scandal SCENE sense Sir Paul Sir Samp Sir Sampson Sir Wil speak sure talk Tattle tell thee there's thing thou thought told Touchwood true turn Valentine Wait what's wife woman young Zara
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Sivu 45 - That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular. Time, place, and action may with pains be wrought, But genius must be born, and never can be taught.
Sivu 390 - 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.
Sivu 76 - I know love is powerful, and nobody can help his passion. 'Tis not your fault; nor, I swear, it is not mine. How can I help it, if I have charms? And how can you help it, if you are made a captive? I swear it is pity it should be a fault. But my honour, — well, but your honour, too — but the sin!
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 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.
Sivu 231 - And the cropt prentice, that sweeps his master's shop in the morning, may, ten to one, dirty his sheets before night. But there are two things that you will see very strange ; which are wanton wives with their legs at liberty, and tame cuckolds with chains about their necks.
Sivu 272 - I wonder not they were weary of you; last night was one of their cabal-nights: they have 'em three times a week and meet by turns at one another's / apartments, where they come together like the coroner's { inquest, to sit upon the murdered reputations of the week.
Sivu 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.
Kirjaluettelon tiedot
| Otsikko | William Congreve Masterpieces of the English drama |
| Kirjoittaja | William Congreve |
| Avustaja | William Archer |
| Kustantaja | American Book Company, 1912 |
| Alkuperäisteoksen sijainti | Michiganin yliopisto |
| Digitoitu | 3. maaliskuu 2008 |
| Pituus | 466 sivua |
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