The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury-Lane, Covent-Garden, and Haymarket ...A collection of plays, each of which has an Innopac Index record, by English authors. Most plays have a special t.p. and engraved general t.p. representing a scene from the play and a frontispiece showing an actor in a leading role. Most plays have information about the author, criticism of the play and a list of the actors. |
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Enter two GRAVEDIGGERS . 1. Graved . Is she to be buried in christian burial ,
that wilfully seeks her own salvation ? 2 Graved . I tell thee , she is ; therefore ,
make her grave straight : the crowner hath set on her , and finds it christian burial
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Enter two GRAVEDIGGERS . 1. Graved . Is she to be buried in christian burial ,
that wilfully seeks her own salvation ? 2 Graved . I tell thee , she is ; therefore ,
make her grave straight : the crowner hath set on her , and finds it christian burial
.
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not been a gentlewoman , she should have been bury'd out of christian burial . i
Graved . Why , there thợu say'st : And the more pity , that great folks should have
countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves , more than their even ...
not been a gentlewoman , she should have been bury'd out of christian burial . i
Graved . Why , there thợu say'st : And the more pity , that great folks should have
countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves , more than their even ...
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Graved . Mine , sir ,Sings . 0 , a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet
. Ham . I think it be thine , indeed ; for ... Graved . You lie out on't , sir , and
therefore it is not yours : for my part , I do not lie in't , yet it is ne . Ham . Thou dos't
lie ...
Graved . Mine , sir ,Sings . 0 , a pit of clay for to be made For such a guest is meet
. Ham . I think it be thine , indeed ; for ... Graved . You lie out on't , sir , and
therefore it is not yours : for my part , I do not lie in't , yet it is ne . Ham . Thou dos't
lie ...
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Graved . One , that was a woman , sir ; but , rest her soul ! she's dead . Ham . How
absolute the knave is ! we must speak by the card , or equivocation will undo us .
-How long hast thou been a grave - maker ? Graved . Of all the days i ' the year ...
Graved . One , that was a woman , sir ; but , rest her soul ! she's dead . Ham . How
absolute the knave is ! we must speak by the card , or equivocation will undo us .
-How long hast thou been a grave - maker ? Graved . Of all the days i ' the year ...
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Graved . A whoreson mad fellow's it was : -Whose do ' you think it was ? Ham .
Nay , I know not . Graved . A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! he pour'd a
flaggon of Rhenish on my head once . This same scull , sir , was Yorick's scull ,
the ...
Graved . A whoreson mad fellow's it was : -Whose do ' you think it was ? Ham .
Nay , I know not . Graved . A pestilence on him for a mad rogue ! he pour'd a
flaggon of Rhenish on my head once . This same scull , sir , was Yorick's scull ,
the ...
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Página 18 - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous, and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
Página 28 - Sweet, so would I : Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. Good night, good night ! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say — good night, till it be morrow.
Página 32 - What a piece of work is man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel ! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.
Página 20 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Página 45 - No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp, And crook the pregnant hinges of the knee Where thrift may follow fawning. Dost thou hear? Since my dear soul was mistress of her choice And could of men distinguish, her election Hath seal'd thee for herself...
Página 79 - No, faith, not a jot; but to follow him thither with modesty enough, and likelihood to lead it; as thus: Alexander died, Alexander was buried, Alexander returneth into dust; the dust is earth; of earth we make loam, and why of that loam, whereto he was converted, might they not stop a beer-barrel?
Página 13 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Página 40 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect...
Página 18 - But to my mind, — though I am native here, And to the manner born, — it is a custom More honour'd in the breach than the observance.
Página 44 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.
Informações bibliográficas
| Título | The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays,: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury-Lane, Covent-Garden, and Haymarket ... Volumes 1-25 de British theatre Volume 1 de The British Theatre; Or, A Collection of Plays: Which are Acted at the Theatres Royal, Drury Lane, Covent Garden, and Haymarket, Mrs. Inchbald |
| Autor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editor | Mrs. Inchbald |
| Editora | Longman, Hurst, Rees, and Orme, 1808 |
| Original de | Universidade de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 31 ago. 2007 |
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