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Go on, spare no invectives, but open the spout of your eloquence, and see with what a calm, connubial resignation I will both hear and bow to the chastisement.
Is death more cruel from a private dagger than in the field from murdering swords of thousands? Or does the number slain make slaughter glorious?
Is there a crime
Beneath the roof of heaven, that stains the soul
Of man, with more infernal hue, than damn'd
Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.
One had as good be out of the world, as out of the fashion.
Possession is eleven points in the law.
That same face of yours looks like the title-page to a whole volume of roguery.
The wretch that fears to drown, will break through flames;
Or, in his dread of flames, will plunge in waves.
When eagles are in view, the screaming doves
Will cower beneath the feet of man for safety.
When we are conscious of the least comparative merit in ourselves, we should take as much care to conceal the value we set upon it, as if it were a real defect; to be elated or vain upon it is showing your money before people in want.
Who fears t' offend takes the first step to please.
Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid, . . . thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wind-tippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate.
- Lady's Last Stake (act I, sc. 1) [Tea]
As good be out of the World as out of the Fashion.
- Love's Last Shift (act II)
[Fashion : Proverbial Phrases]
We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman,--scorn'd! slighted! dismiss'd without a parting pang.
- Love's Last Shift (act IV, sc. 1) [Women]
Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.
- Parody of Pope's lines [Talk]
Old houses mended,
Cost little less than new, before they're ended.
- Prologue to the Double Gallant (l. 15)
[Architecture : Building]
So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her Love,
And thus the Soldier arm'd with Resolution
Told his soft Tale, and was a thriving Wooer.
- Richard III (act II, sc. 1),
(altered from Shakespeare) [Love : Wooing]
Now, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on.
- Richard III (act III, sc. 1) [Success]
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
- Richard III (act III, sc. 1) [Fame]
What have I done? What horrid crime committed?
To me the worst of crimes--outlived my liking.
- Richard III (act III, sc. 2),
altered from Shakespeare [Love]
I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me,
Yet still they crawl offensive to mine eyes:
I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em.
- Richard III (act IV, sc. 2), (altered)
A weak Invention of the Enemy.
- Richard III (act V, sc. 3) [Enemies]
And the ripe harvest of the new-mown hay
Gives it a sweet and wholesome odour.
- Richard III (Altered.)
(act V, sc. 3, l. 44) [Perfume]
Stolen sweets are best.
- Rival Fools (act I) [Thieving]
This business will never hold water.
- She Wou'd and She Wou'd Not (act IV)
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
Oh, tell your poor blind boy!
- The Blind Boy [Blindness]
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