Dame Rebecca Berry, or, Court scenes in the reign of Charles the second [by E.I. Spence].Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown and Green, 1827 - 895 pages |
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... in human affairs . Her father's family were opulent and independent , but , unfortunately for his children , had fallen into decay.- Old Tradition . The humble couple fondly loved their children ; for the 6 DAME REBECCA BERRY .
... in human affairs . Her father's family were opulent and independent , but , unfortunately for his children , had fallen into decay.- Old Tradition . The humble couple fondly loved their children ; for the 6 DAME REBECCA BERRY .
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... farmer in Yorksh marked with many governing hand c Her father's far but , unfortun decay . - Old Her ar was more consent having point a sen ce t affai epend falle The humble couple fondly loved their dren ; for the. DAVE REBECCA BERRRT .
... farmer in Yorksh marked with many governing hand c Her father's far but , unfortun decay . - Old Her ar was more consent having point a sen ce t affai epend falle The humble couple fondly loved their dren ; for the. DAVE REBECCA BERRRT .
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... kins , remember her poor father and mo- ther when she is not suffered to see them , and not even to hear their blessing ? I'll • tell you what , Mistress Watkins , " he 20 10 DAME REBECCA BERRY . Her parents from the time of her ...
... kins , remember her poor father and mo- ther when she is not suffered to see them , and not even to hear their blessing ? I'll • tell you what , Mistress Watkins , " he 20 10 DAME REBECCA BERRY . Her parents from the time of her ...
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... father and mother . " Mistress Watkins , afraid on this occa- sion that she had gone too far , and she might draw down the knight's displea- sure , made a rash and hasty promise to Dame Russell , that she should see her child whenever ...
... father and mother . " Mistress Watkins , afraid on this occa- sion that she had gone too far , and she might draw down the knight's displea- sure , made a rash and hasty promise to Dame Russell , that she should see her child whenever ...
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... Father , " she confusedly stammered ; " mother is quite uneasy at his staying so late , and sent me to see him home . " " What is your father called ? " " Michael Barton , the fisherman , please your honour ; cannot I speak with him ...
... Father , " she confusedly stammered ; " mother is quite uneasy at his staying so late , and sent me to see him home . " " What is your father called ? " " Michael Barton , the fisherman , please your honour ; cannot I speak with him ...
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Page 187 - PRISON WHEN love with unconfined wings ' Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fetter'd to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses crown'd, Our hearts with loyal flames...
Page 204 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 196 - Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together Like to a double cherry, seeming parted But yet an union in partition...
Page 188 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 206 - He was the finest gentleman in the voluptuous court of Charles the Second, and in the gloomy one of King William. He had as much wit as his first master, or his contemporaries, Buckingham and Rochester ; without the royal want of feeling, the Duke's want of principles, or the Earl's want of thought.
Page 196 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Page 5 - All hail, great master! grave sir, hail ! I come To answer thy best pleasure ; be't to fly, To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride On the curl'd clouds ; to thy strong bidding, task Ariel, and all his quality.
Page 117 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
Page 119 - I'll make you fast it for your sin, I'll count your power not worth a pin: Alas, what hereby shall I win, If he gainsay me ? What if I beat the wanton boy With many a rod ? He will repay me with annoy, Because a god. Then sit thou safely on my knee, And let thy bower my bosom be, Lurk in mine eyes, I like of thee; O Cupid, so thou pity me, Spare not, but play thee.
Page 271 - Yet take the friendly counsel of my love ; Believe me true, nor listen to your jealousy. Let not that devil, which undoes your sex, That cursed curiosity seduce you, To hunt for needless secrets, which, neglected, Shall never hurt your quiet ; but once known, Shall sit upon your heart, pinch it with pain, And banish the sweet sleep for ever from you. Go to — be yet advis'd — Alic. Dost thou in scorn, Preach patience to my rage...