{"product_id":"she-stoops-to-conquer-22","title":"She Stoops to Conquer","description":"Enter MR. WOODWARD, dressed in black, and holding a handkerchief to his eyes. Excuse me, sirs, I pray-I can't yet speak- I'm crying now-and have been all the week. \"'Tis not alone this mourning suit,\" good masters: \"I've that within\"-for which there are no plasters! Pray, would you know the reason why I'm crying? The Comic Muse, long sick, is now a-dying! And if she goes, my tears will never stop; For as a player, I can't squeeze out one drop: I am undone, that's all-shall lose my bread- I'd rather, but that's nothing-lose my head. When the sweet maid is laid upon the bier, Shuter and I shall be chief mourners here. To her a mawkish drab of spurious breed, Who deals in sentimentals, will succeed! Poor Ned and I are dead to all intents; We can as soon speak Greek as sentiments! Both nervous grown, to keep our spirits up. We now and then take down a hearty cup. What shall we do? If Comedy forsake us, They'll turn us out, and no one else will take us. But why can't I be moral?-Let me try- My heart thus pressing-fixed my face and eye- With a sententious look, that nothing means, (Faces are blocks in sentimental scenes) Thus I begin: \"All is not gold that glitters, \"Pleasure seems sweet, but proves a glass of bitters. \"When Ignorance enters, Folly is at hand: \"Learning is better far than house and land. \"Let not your virtue trip; who trips may stumble, \"And virtue is not virtue, if she tumble.\"","brand":"None","offers":[{"title":"Couverture souple","offer_id":46599540441298,"sku":"9781502930378","price":10.5,"currency_code":"CAD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0655\/8980\/5233\/files\/1_4fca0563-af9f-4a84-a302-1233742fc3ba.jpg?v=1762748909","url":"https:\/\/iandigo.com\/fr\/products\/she-stoops-to-conquer-22","provider":"Indigo","version":"1.0","type":"link"}