| Mrs. Mathews (Anne Jackson) - 1838 - 516 páginas
...infuriated the delineator of the Passions almost to madness. " AVhat, sir ! does it make you laugh ? Am I not George Frederick Cooke ? ' born to command ten thousand slaves like thee !' while you '11 never get salt to your porridge, as an actor. Who am I, sir?' — curving his arms... | |
| Mrs. Mathews (Anne Jackson) - 1839 - 462 páginas
...infuriated the delineator of the Passions almost to madness. " What, sir ! does it make you laugh ? Am I not George Frederick Cooke ? ' born to command ten thousand slaves like thee !' while you '11 never get salt to your porridge, as an actor. Who am I, sir ? — curving his arms... | |
| 1841 - 780 páginas
...indignant fuest, in grating tones of irony, as e held it up, " nor would it if it were aqua for/is Г adding with an authoritative voice, which seemed to...to command ten thousand slaves like thee ! Fill the glas», I say, and refuse me at your peril !" lie was obeyed, and Melpomene wept the while! The whisky... | |
| Mrs. Mathews (Anne Jackson) - 1844 - 446 páginas
...replied his indignant guest, in grating tones of irony, as be held it up, "nor would it if it were H aqua fortis ! " adding with an authoritative voice,...most flagrant occasions. The following instance of Christian-like meekness and forbearance occurred one night in Liverpool which is worthy of record.... | |
| Mrs. Mathews (Anne Jackson) - 1857 - 362 páginas
...replied his indignant guest, in grating tones of irony, as he held it up, " nor would it if it were aqua fortis!" adding, with an authoritative voice,...the while ! The whiskey acted that night instead of Coohe ! It was very surprising how Mr. Cooke escaped the rigorous chastisement which his offensive... | |
| Percy Fitzgerald - 1874 - 346 páginas
...infuriated the delineator of the Passions almost to madness. ' What, sir ! does it make you laugh ? Am I not George Frederick Cooke ? born to command ten thousand slaves like thee ! while you'll never get salt to your porridge, as an actor. Who am I, sir ?' — curving his arms... | |
| 1841 - 782 páginas
...to be borrowed from Jove's thunder, and loud enough " to fright the isle from its propriety," " Fttt the glass, sir ! Am I not George Frederick Cooke ?...!" He was obeyed, and Melpomene wept the while! The whisky acted that night instead of Cooke ! It was very surprising how Cooke escaped the rigorous chastisement... | |
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