The Life of Mrs. Jordan: Including Original Private Correspondence, and Numerous Anecdotes of Her Contemporaries, Volume 2E. Bull, 1831 - Actors |
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... young Roscius acts Norval to great houses - The nightly average - The receipts of his twenty - eight nights at Drury- Talk of erecting statues - Opie and Northcote paint whole lengths - Duke of Clarence accepts the dedication of North ...
... young Roscius acts Norval to great houses - The nightly average - The receipts of his twenty - eight nights at Drury- Talk of erecting statues - Opie and Northcote paint whole lengths - Duke of Clarence accepts the dedication of North ...
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... young Philpot , by Bannister . The audience , deeply penetrated by the story from Liverpool , was quite astonished to hear Kem- ble pronounce the fatal truism , " There is another and a better world , " to his man Francis , as he had ...
... young Philpot , by Bannister . The audience , deeply penetrated by the story from Liverpool , was quite astonished to hear Kem- ble pronounce the fatal truism , " There is another and a better world , " to his man Francis , as he had ...
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... young Wilding- he was only respectable in either ; and , instead of the remotest resemblance to John Palmer , he had the closest to Frank Aickin , in face and person , only less vigorous and impressive . Mr. Hoare now 驴 got up here , a ...
... young Wilding- he was only respectable in either ; and , instead of the remotest resemblance to John Palmer , he had the closest to Frank Aickin , in face and person , only less vigorous and impressive . Mr. Hoare now 驴 got up here , a ...
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... young Torrid for his daughter - the young gentleman is already in love with Rosa . The usual persecution ensues , and Rosa bethinks herself of a letter , written by her mother to a Lady Esther Dorville , whose hus- band was actually the ...
... young Torrid for his daughter - the young gentleman is already in love with Rosa . The usual persecution ensues , and Rosa bethinks herself of a letter , written by her mother to a Lady Esther Dorville , whose hus- band was actually the ...
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... young ladies destined to the India market . There was comedy in such an establishment . Rosa was but the weaker half of Mrs. Jordan , the young lady ; but " where was the comedy ? " Colman wrote an epilogue for her ; one of those ...
... young ladies destined to the India market . There was comedy in such an establishment . Rosa was but the weaker half of Mrs. Jordan , the young lady ; but " where was the comedy ? " Colman wrote an epilogue for her ; one of those ...
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Page 247 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Page 91 - What is a man, If his chief good, and market of his time, Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before, and after, gave us not That capability and godlike reason To fust in us unused.
Page 59 - tis a common proof, That lowliness is young ambition's ladder, Whereto the climber upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend.
Page 155 - Weep with me, all you that read This little story: And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seem'd to strive Which own'd the creature. Years he number'd scarce thirteen When Fates turn'd cruel, Yet three fill'd zodiacs had he been The stage's jewel...
Page 138 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Page 84 - And mark'd the clouds that drove before the wind, Ten thousand glorious systems would he build, Ten thousand great ideas fill'd his mind; But with the clouds they fled, and left no trace behind.
Page 91 - Now, whether it be Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Page 140 - Come, Antony, and young Octavius, come, Revenge yourselves alone on Cassius, For Cassius is aweary of the world ; Hated by one he loves...
Page 3 - ... perfectly free. It is assumed, I know, to give dignity and variety to the style ; but whatever success the attempt may sometimes have, it is always obtained at the expense of purity and of the graces that are natural and appropriate to our language. It is true that when the exigence calls for auxiliaries of all sorts, and common language becomes unequal to the demands of extraordinary thoughts, something ought to be conceded to the necessities which make " ambition virtue ;" but the allowances...
Page 11 - Wilt thou upon the high and giddy mast Seal up the ship-boy's eyes, and rock his brains In cradle of the rude imperious surge ; And in the visitation of the winds, Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly, death itself awakes ? Canst thou, O partial sleep!