Memoirs of Mrs. Siddons: Interspersed with Anecdotes of Authors and ActorsGibbings, 1893 - 471 |
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... Rivals ' : 3 3 . 129 147 IX . Mrs. Siddons's Return to London . 165 Penitent ' X. ' Isabella ' - ' Jane Shore ' - ' The Fair XI . ' Venice Preserved ' -Royal Patronage 184 206 XII . The Season Reviewed - Visit to Ireland XIII ...
... Rivals ' : 3 3 . 129 147 IX . Mrs. Siddons's Return to London . 165 Penitent ' X. ' Isabella ' - ' Jane Shore ' - ' The Fair XI . ' Venice Preserved ' -Royal Patronage 184 206 XII . The Season Reviewed - Visit to Ireland XIII ...
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... rivals in possession of the public favour , and to the generosity of Mr. Garrick . One like myself , so intimately acquainted with the peculiarity as speakers of the whole family of Kemble , will probably err but little in assigning the ...
... rivals in possession of the public favour , and to the generosity of Mr. Garrick . One like myself , so intimately acquainted with the peculiarity as speakers of the whole family of Kemble , will probably err but little in assigning the ...
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... rival or surpass besides the two heroines of her own theatre , and the closing performances of Mr. Garrick , Barry and his wife were acting this season at the other house , and she had many opportunities of appreciating merits all of ...
... rival or surpass besides the two heroines of her own theatre , and the closing performances of Mr. Garrick , Barry and his wife were acting this season at the other house , and she had many opportunities of appreciating merits all of ...
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... of letters , as well as of men , Hereafter be fix'd by the tongue and the pen : Most devoutly I wish that they both have their due , And that I may be never mistaken for U. I have already pointed to the great rival talents at 32 MEMOIRS OF.
... of letters , as well as of men , Hereafter be fix'd by the tongue and the pen : Most devoutly I wish that they both have their due , And that I may be never mistaken for U. I have already pointed to the great rival talents at 32 MEMOIRS OF.
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... rival talents at Covent Garden Theatre , to show what I considered the impolicy of Mrs. Siddons's town appearance . Barry was acting even against the chef - d'œuvre of Garrick , and melodiously breathing ' The well - applauded ...
... rival talents at Covent Garden Theatre , to show what I considered the impolicy of Mrs. Siddons's town appearance . Barry was acting even against the chef - d'œuvre of Garrick , and melodiously breathing ' The well - applauded ...
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