Contexts Of British Plays 1660–1925

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] Who is the author of the play from which this passage is adapted?

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] In what decade was this play first performed?

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] Which hit American Broadway musical was based on this play?

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] The title of this play is taken from which ancient Greek work?

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] Who is one of the protagonists of this play?

THE FLOWER GIRL: There"s menners f" yer! Te-oo banches o voylets trod into the mad. [She sits down on the plinth of the column, sorting her flowers, on the lady"s right. She is not at all an attractive person. She is perhaps eighteen, perhaps twenty, hardly older. She wears a little sailor hat of black straw that has long been exposed to the dust and soot of London and has seldom if ever been brushed. Her hair needs washing rather badly: its mousy color can hardly be natural. She wears a shoddy black coat that reaches nearly to her knees and is shaped to her waist. She has a brown skirt with a coarse apron. Her boots are much the worse for wear. She is no doubt as clean as she can afford to be; but compared to the ladies she is very dirty. Her features are no worse than theirs; but their condition leaves something to be desired; and she needs the services of a dentist]. THE MOTHER: How do you know that my son"s name is Freddy, pray? THE FLOWER GIRL: Ow, eez ye-ooa san, is e? Wal, fewd dan y" de-ooty bawmz a mather should, eed now bettern to spawl a pore gel"s flahrzn than ran awy atbaht pyin. Will ye-oo py me f"them? [Here, with apologies, this desperate attempt to represent her dialect without a phonetic alphabet must be abandoned as unintelligible outside London.] Which of the following is not a subject of the play?

CECILY: Uncle Jack would be very much annoyed if he knew you were staying on till next week, at the same hour. ALGERNON: Oh, I don’t care about Jack.  I don’t care for anybody in the whole world but you.  I love you, Cecily.  You will marry me, won’t you? CECILY: You silly boy!  Of course.  Why, we have been engaged for the last three months. ALGERNON: For the last three months? CECILY: Yes, it will be exactly three months on Thursday. ALGERNON: But how did we become engaged? CECILY: Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism.  And of course a man who is much talked about is always very attractive.  One feels there must be something in him, after all.  I daresay it was foolish of me, but I fell in love with you, Ernest. During what decade was this play first performed?

CECILY: Uncle Jack would be very much annoyed if he knew you were staying on till next week, at the same hour. ALGERNON: Oh, I don’t care about Jack.  I don’t care for anybody in the whole world but you.  I love you, Cecily.  You will marry me, won’t you? CECILY: You silly boy!  Of course.  Why, we have been engaged for the last three months. ALGERNON: For the last three months? CECILY: Yes, it will be exactly three months on Thursday. ALGERNON: But how did we become engaged? CECILY: Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism.  And of course a man who is much talked about is always very attractive.  One feels there must be something in him, after all.  I daresay it was foolish of me, but I fell in love with you, Ernest. Who is the author of this play?

CECILY: Uncle Jack would be very much annoyed if he knew you were staying on till next week, at the same hour. ALGERNON: Oh, I don’t care about Jack.  I don’t care for anybody in the whole world but you.  I love you, Cecily.  You will marry me, won’t you? CECILY: You silly boy!  Of course.  Why, we have been engaged for the last three months. ALGERNON: For the last three months? CECILY: Yes, it will be exactly three months on Thursday. ALGERNON: But how did we become engaged? CECILY: Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism.  And of course a man who is much talked about is always very attractive.  One feels there must be something in him, after all.  I daresay it was foolish of me, but I fell in love with you, Ernest. This author wrote all of the following works except __________.

CECILY: Uncle Jack would be very much annoyed if he knew you were staying on till next week, at the same hour.
ALGERNON: Oh, I don’t care about Jack.  I don’t care for anybody in the whole world but you.  I love you, Cecily.  You will marry me, won’t you?
CECILY: You silly boy!  Of course.  Why, we have been engaged for the last three months.
ALGERNON: For the last three months?
CECILY: Yes, it will be exactly three months on Thursday.
ALGERNON: But how did we become engaged?
CECILY: Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism.  And of course a man who is much talked about is always very attractive.  One feels there must be something in him, after all.  I daresay it was foolish of me, but I fell in love with you, Ernest.

This play satirizes all of the following except __________.