Comentarios de la gente - Escribir un comentario
No encontramos ningún comentario en los lugares habituales.
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Andalusia Antonio Barbadoes better Carlos castle Clar Clara Clarissa Colonel Comedy Comic Opera daugh daughter dear devil Diana Don Alph Don Caesar Don Fer Don Fernando Don Jerome Don Juan Don Scipio Duenna Egad Enter Don Exeunt Exit Fair Fanny Farce Farmer father fellow Ferd fortune gentleman Giles gipsies girl give happy haſ haſ hear heart here's honour hope Inkle Isaac Isab Jenk Jenkins Jenny Jess JOHN O’KEEFFE kiss Lady M. O. Lionel look Lord Louisa lover ma'am madam maid marry master Mervin Miss mistress Narcissa never Oldboy Opera Patty Pedrillo poor portmanteau pray Ralph rascal SCENE servant signor Sir Chr Sir Christopher Sir Harry Sir J. F. Sir John Flowerdale Spado speak sure tell thee Theod there’s thing thou Trudge VAsquez wish Wows Wowski Yarico young Zelva Zounds
Página 24 - I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure ? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then, Till it grateful press again. Must I with attentive eye Watch her heaving bosom sigh ? I will do so — when I see That heaving...
Página 38 - Your charms would make me true. To you no soul shall bear deceit, No stranger offer wrong; But friends in all the aged you'll meet, And lovers in the young. But when they learn that you have blest Another with your heart, They'll bid aspiring passion rest, And act a brother's part: Then, lady, dread not here deceit, Nor fear to suffer wrong ; For friends in all the aged you'll meet, And brothers in the young.
Página 55 - A bumper of good liquor Will end a contest quicker Than justice, judge, or vicar: So fill a cheerful glass, And let good humour pass.
Página 65 - Why, I vow, I ne'er could see, Let the water-drinkers tell, There it always lay for me. For when sparkling wine went round, Never saw I falsehood's mask, But still honest truth I found, In the* bottom of each flask. True, at length my vigour's flown, I have years to bring decay ; Few the locks, that now I own. And the few I have are gray. Yet, old Jerome, thou may'st boast, While thy spirits do not tire, Still beneath thy age's frost Glows a spark of youthful fire.
Página 70 - Sir, I took the liberty to desire a few moments private conversation with you — I hope you will excuse it— i am really greatly embarrassed ; but, in an affair of such immediate consequence to us both — Jess.
Página 42 - Well, Master Jenkins ! don't you think now that a nobleman, a duke, an earl, or a marquis, might be content to share his title — I say, you understand me — with a sweetener of thirty or forty thousand pounds, to pay off mortgages ? Besides, there's a prospect of my whole estate; for I dare swear her brother will never have any children.