An Apology for the Life of George Anne Bellamy: Late of Covent-Garden Theatre. Written by Herself. To which is Annexed, Her Original Letter to John Calcraft, Esq. Advertised to be Published in October 1767, But which was Then Violently Suppressed. The Second Edition. In Five Volumes. ...author, and sold, 1785 - Actresses |
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Page 42 - Whilst he, superior now to praise or blame, Hears not the feeble voice of human fame. Yet, if to those whom most on earth he lov'd, From whom his pious care is now remov'd, With whom his...