The provok'd husband, by Sir J. Vanbrugh and C. Cibber. The conscious lovers, by Sir R. Steele. The good-natured man, by O. Goldsmith. A word to the wise, by H. Kelly. The clandestine marriage, by G. Coleman and D. Garrick
F. Hodson, 1812 - English drama
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Page 252 - And coxcombs, alike in their failings alone, Adopting his portraits, are pleas'd with their own. Say, where has our poet this malady caught ? Or wherefore his characters thus without fault ? Say, was it that vainly directing his view To find out men's virtues, and finding them few, Quite sick of pursuing each troublesome elf, He grew lazy at last, and drew from himself.
Page 261 - Th' offended burgess hoards his angry tale, For that blest year when all that vote may rail; Their schemes of spite the poet's foes dismiss, Till that glad night, when all that hate may hiss. This day the powder'd curls and golden coat, Says swelling Crispin, begg'da cobbler's vote. This night, our wit, the pert apprentice cries, Lies at my feet, I hiss him, and he dies.
Page 359 - This night presents a play, which public rage, Or right or wrong, once hooted from the stage : From zeal or malice now no more we dread, For English vengeance wars not with the dead, A generous foe regards with pitying eye The man whom fate has laid where all must lie. To wit, reviving from its author's dust, Be kind, ye judges, or at least be just : Let no renewed hostilities invade Th' oblivious grave's inviolable shade.
Page 523 - Fear nothing ; we know the worst ; it will only bring on our catastrophe a little too soon — but Betty might fancy this noise — she's in the conspiracy, and can make a man a mouse at any time. Betty. I can distinguish a man from a mouse as well as my betters — I'm sorry you think so ill of me, sir.
Page 475 - She was particular. — The eldest, my nephew's lady, will be a most valuable wife ; she has all the vulgar spirits of her father and aunt, happily blended with the termagant qualities of her deceased mother. — Some peppermint water, Brush — How happy is it...
Page 478 - Here's Mounseer now, I suppose, is pretty near your lordship's standing; but having little to eat, and little to spend, in his own country, he'll wear three of your lordship out — eating and drinking kills us all. Lord Ogle. Very pleasant, I protest. — What a vulgar dog ! (Aside Canton. My lor
Page 188 - Quality ? attended, dress'd, and lodg'd like one; in my Appearance abroad, and my Furniture at home, every way in the most sumptuous manner, and he that does it has an Artifice, a Design in it ? Isab.
Page 118 - ... of scandal : and as I am conscious, severities of this kind seldom fail of imputations too gross to mention, I here, before you both, acquit her of the least suspicion raised against the honour of my bed. Therefore, when abroad her conduct may be questioned, do her fame that justice. Lady T. Oh, sister! [Turns to Lady Grace weeping. Lord T. When I am spoken of, where without favour this action may be canvassed, relate but half my provocations, and give me up to censure.