The Court Theatre 1904-1907: A Commentary and CriticismA. H. Bullen, 1907 - 169 Seiten |
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A. E. MATTHEWS actors admirably AGNES THOMAS Miss artist Barthwick Bernard Shaw Broadbent BULL'S OTHER ISLAND Candida Captain Brassbound Captain Brassbound's Conversion character Charteris Chorus Clandon CLARE GREET comedy Corney Doyle's Court Theatre CREMLIN criticism Crown 8vo Cusins dramatic dramatist Dubedat EDMUND GURNEY EDMUND GWENN emotion Euripides feel GLORIA GRANVILLE BARKER Haffigan Harcourt Hedda Hialmar HUBERT HARBEN human nature husband Ibsen imagination impression interest J. H. BARNES JAMES HEARN JOHN BULL'S kind Lady Cecily Larry Doyle laugh LEWIS CASSON LILLAH MCCARTHY Major Barbara MARCHBANKS Matinée at 2.30 Miss AGNES THOMAS Miss AMY LAMBORN Miss DOROTHY MINTO Miss FLORENCE HAYDON Miss GERTRUDE Miss HAZEL THOMPSON Miss LILLAH MCCARTHY moral Morell Never Can Tell Nora NORMAN NORMAN PAGE performance Pierrot Prodigal Prunella Ridgeon Rosscullen Hill scene Selysette sentiment stage Superman sympathy Tanner things TREVOR LOWE Undershaft Valentine W. B. YEATS Wednesday Matinée Whitefield woman women Аст
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Seite 109 - The millennium will be inaugurated by the unselfishness of Undershaft and Bodger. Oh be joyful! (He takes the drum-sticks from his pocket and flourishes them). MRS BAINES (taking the cheque) The longer I live the more proof I see that there is an Infinite Goodness that turns everything to the work of salvation sooner or later.
Seite 108 - BAINES [taking the cheque] The longer I live the more proof I see that there is an Infinite Goodness that turns everything to the work of salvation sooner or later. Who would have thought that any good could have come out of war and drink? And yet their profits are brought today to the feet of salvation to do its blessed work.
Seite 69 - British cowardice either: I'm not afraid of a clergyman's ideas. I'll fight your ideas. I'll rescue her from her slavery to them: I'll pit my own ideas against them. You are driving me out of the house because you daren't let her choose between your ideas and mine. You are afraid to let me see her again.
Seite 114 - But even as you enjoy the contemplation of such romantic mirages as beauty and pleasure; so would I enjoy the contemplation of that which interests me above all things: namely, Life: the force that ever strives to attain greater power of contemplating itself.
Seite 59 - The trap was laid from the beginning. ANN [concentrating all her magic] From the beginning — from our childhood — for both of us — by the Life Force. TANNER. I will not marry you. I will not marry you. ANN. Oh, you will, you will. TANNER. I tell you, no, no, no. ANN. I tell you, yes, yes, yes. TANNER. No. ANN [coaxing — imploring — almost exhausted] Yes.
Seite 59 - No. We are awake; and you have said no: that is all. TANNER [brutally] Well? ANN. Well, I made a mistake: you do not love me. TANNER [seizing her in his arms] It is false: I love you. The Life Force enchants me: I have the whole world in my arms when I clasp you.
Seite 108 - Saxmundham has a soul to be saved like any of us. If heaven has found the way to make a good use of his money, are we to set ourselves up against the answer to our prayers ? BARBARA. I know he has a soul to be saved. Let him come down here; and I'll do my best to help him to his salvation. But he wants to send his cheque down to buy us, and go on being as wicked as ever.
Seite 58 - As if Nature, after allowing us to belong to ourselves and do what we judged right and reasonable for all these years, were suddenly lifting her great hand to take us — her two little children — by the scruffs of our little necks, and use us, in spite of ourselves, for her own purposes, in her own way.
Seite 41 - Oh, life would be quite tolerable, after all, if only we could be rid of the confounded duns that keep on pestering us, in our poverty, with the claim of the ideal.
Seite 59 - TANNER : I will not marry you. I will not marry you. ANN : Oh, you will, you will. TANNER : I tell you, no, no, no. ANN : I tell you, yes, yes, yes. TANNER : No. ANN (coaxing — imploring — almost exhausted) : Yea. Before it is too late for repentance. Yes. TANNER (struck by the echo from the past) : When did all this happen to me before ? Are we two dreaming ? ANN (suddenly losing courage, with an anguish that she does not conceal) : No.