A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments Performed on the British Stage Volume 1

A Collection of the Most Esteemed Farces and Entertainments Performed on the British Stage Volume 1

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1786 edition. Excerpt: ...Brisk?' Bet. Confusion!--Mr Rovewel!, . your servant--this is your doing, hang-dog.': Jack Rovewell, 1 am glad lo fee thte.----V Rove. Brisk used to be a good servant--he has not been tampering with any of his master's girls, has he? 'Bel. Do you know, Rovewell, that he has had the impudence to talk detractingly and. profanely of my mistress? 'Br. For which, Sir, I have suffered unhumanly and most unchrrstian-like, I affure you. Bel. Will you leave prating, booby? Rove. Well but, Belmour, . where does she live?--I'm but just arrived, you know, and I'll go and beat up her quarters. Bel. Halsaside.) Beat up her quarters!----Looks at him smilingly, then halfasidf. Favours to none, to all she smiles extends 5 Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Stands musing.. Rove. Hey! what, fallen into a reverie!--Prithee, . Brisk, what does all this mean? Br. Why, Sir, you must know--I am over head and ears in love. Rove. But 1 mean your master; what ails him? Br. That's the very thing i'm going to tell you, 1 Sir--As I faid, Sir--I am over head and ears in love 'with a whimsical queer kind-of a piece here in the neighbourhood; and so nothing can serve my master, but he must fall in love with the mistress--Look at him now, Sir----'Belmour continues musing and muttering to himself.. Rove. Ha, ha, ha!--Poor Belmour, I pity thee with all my heart ' Strikes him on the shoulder. then ludicroujly repeats, Ye gods, annihilate both space and time, '. 'And make two lovers happy, Bel. My dear Rovewell, such a girl!--Ten thou fand cupids play about her mouth, you rogue. 'Rove. Ten thoufand pounds had better play about her pocket..--What fortune has she? 'Br. Heaven help us, not much to crack of.--'Bel. Not much to crack off, Vlr Brazen!--Pfi thee, Rovewell, how can you bshow more

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  • Paperback | 108 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 209g
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  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236562232
  • 9781236562234