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As the lone Angler, patient man, At Mewry-Water, or the Banne, Leaves off, against his placid wish, Impaling worms to torture fish. - [Fishing] Oh how will crime engender crime! throw guilt Upon the soul, and like a stone cast on The troubled waters of a lake, 'Twill form in circles round succeeding round; Each wider than the first. - [Crime] Mum's the word. - Battle of Hexham (act II, sc. 1) [Words] 'Tis a very fine thing to be father-in-law To a very magnificent three-tailed bashaw. - Blue Beard (act III, sc. 4) [Royalty] Like two single gentlemen rolled into one. - Broad Grins--Lodgings for Single Gentlemen [Unity] But when ill indeed, E'en dismissing the doctor don't always succeed. - Broad Grins--Lodgings for Single Gentlemen (st. 7) [Sickness] I marched the lobby, twirled my stick, . . . . The girls all cried, "He's quite the kick." - Broad Grins--Song (st. 1) [Foppery] And what's impossible, can't be, And never, never comes to pass. - Broad Grins--The Maid of the Moor [Impossibility] When taken To be well shaken. - Broad Grins--The Newcastle Apothecary (st. 12) [Medicine] On their own merits modest men are dumb. - Epilogue to The Heir-at-Law [Merit : Proverbs] Praise the bridge that carried you over. - Heir-at-Law (act I, sc. 1) [Gratitude : Praise] When the hollow drum has beat to bed And the little fifer hangs his head, When all is mute the Moorish flute, And nodding guards watch wearily, On, then let me, From prison free, March out by moonlight cheerily. - Mountaineers (act I, sc. 2) [Moon] Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk, Sipped brandy and water gayly. - Mynheer Vandunck [Drinking] I asked of my dear friend Orator Prig: "What's the first part of oratory?" He said, "A great wig." "And what is the second?" Then, dancing a jig And bowing profoundly, he said, "A great wig." "And what is the third?" Then he snored like a pig, And puffing his cheeks out, he replied, "A great wig." - Orator Prig [Oratory] All argument will vanish before one touch of nature. - Poor Gentleman (act V, 1) [Nature] My father was an eminent button-maker at Birmingham, . . . but I had a soul above buttons. - Sylvester Daggerwood (act I) [Soul] I owe you one. - The Poor Gentleman (act I, 2) [Debt]
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