The virgin of the sun, a play. From the Germ., by B. Thompson |
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... Enter PETER . Pet . POOH ! pooh ! -never tell me . - I'm a clever lad , for all father's crying out every minute , " Peter , " and " Stupid Peter ! " But I say , Peter is not stupid , though father will always be so wise . First , I ...
... Enter PETER . Pet . POOH ! pooh ! -never tell me . - I'm a clever lad , for all father's crying out every minute , " Peter , " and " Stupid Peter ! " But I say , Peter is not stupid , though father will always be so wise . First , I ...
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... Enter STRANGER , from the lodge , with his arms folded , his head banging down , followed by FRANCIS . — At sight of PETER , STRANGER stops , and looks suspiciously at him . PETER stands opposite to him with his mouth wide open . At ...
... Enter STRANGER , from the lodge , with his arms folded , his head banging down , followed by FRANCIS . — At sight of PETER , STRANGER stops , and looks suspiciously at him . PETER stands opposite to him with his mouth wide open . At ...
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... is . A hater of society , no doubt ; but not by Providence intended to be so . Misanthropy in his head , not in his heart . Enter STRANGER and PETER from the but . Pet . B 2 A & t 1 . 3 THE STRANGER . Stra. False! ...
... is . A hater of society , no doubt ; but not by Providence intended to be so . Misanthropy in his head , not in his heart . Enter STRANGER and PETER from the but . Pet . B 2 A & t 1 . 3 THE STRANGER . Stra. False! ...
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August Friedrich F. von Kotzebue. Enter STRANGER and PETER from the but . Pet . Pray walk on . Stra .- ( To Francis . ) - Fool ! Fra . So soon returned ! Stra . What should I do there ? Fra . Did you not find it as I said ? Stra . This ...
August Friedrich F. von Kotzebue. Enter STRANGER and PETER from the but . Pet . Pray walk on . Stra .- ( To Francis . ) - Fool ! Fra . So soon returned ! Stra . What should I do there ? Fra . Did you not find it as I said ? Stra . This ...
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... Enter TOBIAS from the hut . Tob . Oh ! how refreshing , after seven long weeks , to feel these warm sun - beams once again ! Thanks ! Thanks ! bounteous heaven , for the joy I taste .- ( Presses his cap between his bands , looks up and ...
... Enter TOBIAS from the hut . Tob . Oh ! how refreshing , after seven long weeks , to feel these warm sun - beams once again ! Thanks ! Thanks ! bounteous heaven , for the joy I taste .- ( Presses his cap between his bands , looks up and ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adelaide affection Amazili arms art thou Ataliba Baron blessing blood bosom brother Casas child Cora and Alonzo Cora's Count Countess dare daugh dear death Diego dost thou dreadful Duchess of Devonshire Elvira enemy Enter Exeunt Exit eyes father feel Gods Haller hand happy hear heard heart heathen Heaven High Priest High Priestess hither honour Idali innocent Juan king Kotzebue live look Manco Capac master mother murder never noble pardon Peruvian Peter Pizarro poor Quito Rolla sacrifice SCENE servant silent sleep smile Solomon soul Spaniards speak Steinfort Stra Stranger sword tear Telasko tell temple thank theatre thee thou art thou hast tree trembling Velasquez vengeance voice wife wilt Wintersen wish woman women word wretch Xaira Ynca Zorai
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 5 - I live," says I. Fra. There you were very right. Did you carry him much money. Pet. I don't know ; I didn't count it. It was in a bit of a green purse. Mayhap it may be some little matter that she has scraped together in the last fortnight. Fra. And why just in the last fortnight ? Pet. Because, about a fortnight since, I carried him some money before. Fra. From Mrs. Haller ? Pet. Ay, sure ; who else, think you ? Father's not such a fool.
Seite 22 - Steinfort, we will take the ladies home, and then you shall try once again to see him. You can talk to these oddities better than I can. Bar. If you wish it, with all my heart. Count. Thank you, thank you. Come, ladies : come Mrs. Haller. • [Exeunt.
Seite 39 - I wish to be alone. Sol. As your lordship commands. If the time should seem long in my absence, and your lordship wishes to hear the newest news from the seat of war, you need only send for old Solomon. I have letters from Leghorn, Cape Horn, and every known part of the habitable globe. [Exit, L.
Seite 31 - ... family wishes to behold you in its circle. You refused my sister's messenger ; therefore, to give more weight to the invitation, I was deputed to be the bearer of it. And thus has fortune restored to me a friend, whom my heart has so long missed, and whom my heart just now so much requires. Stra. Yes, I am your friend ; your sincere friend. You are a true man; an uncommon man. Towards you my heart is still the same. But if this assurance be of any value to you — go — leave me — and return...
Seite 5 - I don't know ; I didn't count it. It was in a bit of a green purse. Mayhap it may be some little matter that she has scraped together in the last fortnight. Fra. And why just in the last fortnight ? Pet. Because, about a fortnight since, I carried him some money before. Fra. From Mrs. Haller ? Pet. Ay, sure ; who else, think you ? Father's not such a fool. He says it is our bounden duty, as Christians, to take care of our money, and not give any thing away, especially in summer ; for then, says he,...
Seite 38 - Sol. Extraordinary ! One can make nothing of her. Today, the vicar's wife is not good enough for her. To-morrow, you may see her sitting with all the women of the village. To be sure, she and I agree pretty well ; for, between me and your honourable Lordship, she has cast an eye upon my son Peter. Bar. Has she ? Sol. Yes — Peter's no fool, I assure you. The school-master is teaching him to write. Would your honourable Lordship please to see a specimen ? I'll go for his copy-book, He makes his pot-hooks...
Seite 48 - Reproaches ! Here they are ; here on my sallow cheek — here in my hollow eye — here in my faded form. These reproaches I could not spare you. Mrs. H. Were I a hardened sinner, this forbearance would be charity : but I am a suffering penitent, and it overpowers me ! Alas ! then I must be the herald of my own shame. For where...
Seite 46 - She, therefore, framed a deep-concerted plan. She played a charitable part ; but in such a way, that it always reached my ears. She played a pious, modest, reserved part, in order to excite my curiosity. And, at last, to-day she plays the prude. She refuses my forgiveness, in hopes, by this generous device, to extort it from my compassion.
Seite 6 - Even charity is a burden if one may not be grateful for it. Mrs. H. To-morrow, good Tobias ; to-morrow. Bar. Nay, no false delicacy, madam. Allow him to vent the feelings of his heart ; and permit me to witness a scene which convinces me, even more powerfully than your conversation, how nobly you employ your time. Speak, old man. Tab. Oh, lady, that each word which drops from my lips, might call down a blessing on your head ! I lay forsaken and dying in my hut : not even bread nor hope remained.
Seite 51 - I am happy that it is so. You shall not be without the power of gratifying your benevolence. I know you have a spirit that must shrink from a state of obligation. This paper, to which the whole remnant of my fortune is pledged, secures you independence, Adelaide...