The Works of Mrs. Cowley: Dramas
Wilkie and Robinson, 1813
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Page 22 - Or lull'd to slumber by the beating rain, Secure and happy, sink at last to rest' Or if the sun in flaming Leo ride, By shady rivers indolently stray, And with my Delia, walking side by side, Hear how they murmur as they glide away...
Page 352 - LADY HORATIA: Not this week - no - not for a whole week! I will conceal nothing from you. I find now that my tenderness more than equals his. I have no joy left the chisel drops from my hand, the marble block is no longer moulded into flesh, my taste has no employment, and my heart is breaking. LADY CHARLOTTE: How do you account for his absence? LADY HORATIA: Tired with my haughty coldness, he has forsaken me. I die with jealousy and self-reproach. He has found an object more amiable and more tender.
Page 352 - Docs the music of the concert fascinate her? No. Does polished conversation interest her? No. Some other beauty has been the belle of the evening; her heart has been torn with envy; she returns home; drags off her ornaments in disgust, and throws herself on a sleepless bed in anguish. Are my labours less pardonable than hers? LADY CHARLOTTE: You will be too hard for me in argument, so I drop your statues, to talk of yourself. Something, I see, is wrong. What is it?
Page 354 - Dear! Mr. Conway. SERVANT: Some gentlemen are with him, and they wish to see the school. LADY HORATIA: Dear Lady Charlotte, receive them, then - I cannot - I cannot indeed! Exit GEORGINA: [runs down] Gracious! now I think of it, I have a great mind to run up again; I will, I declare, and see what Mr. Conway says to me as a statue.
Page 356 - Ha, ha, ha! [walking amidst the statues, and observing them through a glass] CONWAY: Heavens! it is - it is she! Ah! how well do you represent yourself, for you are yourself all marble; at least your heart is so. Yes, flinty-hearted charmer! you are ever cold and insensate. O! I...
Page 80 - I do not know; and if I did, I would not tell you," replied the queen, more angrily than ever; so that King Charming quitted her presence as soon as ever he could. When he was alone, he sent for one of his attendants whom he trusted very much, and begged him to gain information from some court lady about the princess Florina. This...
Page 273 - Aye, it muft be fo — Now, would it add to her mifery to know that her hufband is fo near her ? I muft confider, and flie fliall either know it, or not, according to the effedt which I think it will produce.
Page 280 - All allowance made for the force of Custom, in those who are ignorant of better, still you have elsewhere witnessed a happier System. Zilia. True I have, where the qualities of a Woman's MIND render her the object of Affection, where she is beloved as the participator in all the Interests of her husband's life, and is respected whilst she is beloved.
Page 357 - Lady Charlotte. What, Mr. Tippy ! the breathing form of beauty a wax doll ! the work of a block chipper! ha, ha, ha. Gentleman. Why, Tippy, how is this ? is it the Firft of April to-day ? Lady Charlotte. Accept my fmelling bottle; you leem ready to fink.
Page 273 - Turkifh blood than >AziM. Go ! you are an idle rafcal, and would rather talk an hour than work a minute — Go, or I will draw fome of thy French blood to balance accounts with your matter.