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, ... The Third Edition. In Five Volumes. ...
author, and sold, 1785
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Seite 134 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.
Seite 2 - tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Seite 131 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle...
Seite 58 - Glasgow, told his auditors that he dreamed the preceding night he was in the infernal regions, at a grand entertainment, where all the devils...
Seite 114 - We, Hermia, like two artificial Gods, Created with our needles both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion...
Seite 15 - Or, if there were a fympathy in choice, War, death, or ficknefs did lay fiege to it ; 'Making it momentary as a found, Swift as a fhadow, fhort as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, .
Seite 114 - Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet an union in partition; Two lovely berries moulded on one stem...
Seite 131 - Liberty ! thrice fweet and gracious goddefs ! whom all, in public or in private, worfhip ; whofe tafte is grateful, and ever will be fo till Nature herfelf fhall change.
Seite 151 - I fhould, upon due refleclion, be of his way of thinking, that he would leave the paper with me, and eat a chop with me the next day. Mr. Colman was fcarcely gone, before Mr. Rutherford and Mr. Woodward came in ; and, I have fome reafon to think, on the fame bufinefs ; as the former immediately exclaimed, " have you figned it ?" Upon my anfwering in the negative, but acknowledging that the paper was left with me for my confideration, Mr.
Seite 148 - ... advertifement, Mr. Calcraft had been at his houfe, vowing vengeance againft the theatre, if I did not promife to give up all 'thoughts of fuch a publication ; which, he faid, was at once putting a dagger into his heart, and a piftol to his head.