Fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives. Polite Conversation. Dialogue ii. She has more goodness in her little finger than he has in his whole body. Ibid. Lord! I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing. Ibid. They say a carpenter's known by his chips. Ibid. The best doctors in the world are Doctor Diet, Doctor Quiet, and Doctor Merryman.1 Ibid. I'll give you leave to call me anything, if you don't call me "spade." Ibid. Ibid. May you live all the days of your life. I have fed like a farmer: I shall grow as fat as a porpoise. Ibid. I always like to begin a journey on Sundays, because I shall have the prayers of the Church to preserve all that travel by land or by water. Ibid. I know Sir John will go, though he was sure it would rain cats and dogs. Ibid. I thought you and he were hand-in-glove. Ibid. 'T is happy for him that his father was before him. Dialogue iii. There is none so blind as they that won't see.2 Ibid. She watches him as a cat would watch a mouse. Ibid. Sharp's the word with her. Polite Conversation. Dialogue iii. Ibid. There's two words to that bargain. I shall be like that tree, I shall die at the top. Scott's Life of Swift.1 WILLIAM CONGREVE. 1670-1729. Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast, Ibid. The Mourning Bride. Act i. Sc. 1. For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, Act iii. Sc. 8. Act v. Sc. 12. If there's delight in love, 't is when I see Ferdinand Mendez Pinto was but a type of liar of the first magnitude. thee, thou born in a I came up stairs into the world, for I was cellar. Sc. 7. 1 When the poem of "Cadenus and Vanessa was the general topic of conversation, some one said, "Surely that Vanessa must be an extraordinary woman that could inspire the Dean to write so finely upon her." Mrs. Johnson smiled, and answered that "she thought that point not quite so clear; for it was well known the Dean could write finely upon a broomstick." JOHNSON: Life of Swift. 2 We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman. CIBBER: Lore's Last Shift, act iv. 8 Born in a cellar, and living in a garret. - FoOTE: The Author, act 2. Born in the garret, in the kitchen bred. - BYRON: A Sketch. Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days. The Old Bachelor. Act ii. Sc. 2. Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, Act v. Sc. 1. To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.2 Letter to Cobham. SAMUEL GARTH. 1670-1719. To die is landing on some silent shore Where billows never break, nor tempests roar; The Dispensary. Canto iii. Line 225. I see the right, and I approve it too, Condemn the wrong, and yet the wrong pursue.* Ovid, Metamorphoses, vii. 20 (translated by Tate and For all their luxury was doing good." Claremont. Line 149. So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her love, Richard III. (altered). Act ii. Sc. 1. Now, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on. 1 See Shakespeare, page 72. Act iii. Sc. 1. 2 Be wise to-day, 't is madness to defer. - YOUNG: Night Thoughts, night i. line 390. 8 Thou hast no faults, or I no faults can spy; Thou art all beauty, or all blindness I. CHRISTOPHER CODRINGTON: Lines addressed to Garth on his Dispensary. 4 I know and love the good, yet, ah! the worst pursue. - Petrarch: Sonnet ccxxv. canzone xxi. To Laura in Life. See Shakespeare, page 60. 5 And learn the luxury of doing good. GOLDSMITH: The Traveller, line 22. CRABBE: Tales of the Hall, book iii. GRAVES: The Epicure. The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome I've lately had two spiders Richard III. (altered). Act iii. Sc. 1. Crawling upon my startled hopes. Now though thy friendly hand has brush'd 'em from me, Yet still they crawl offensive to my eyes: I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em. Off with his head! so much for Buckingham! And the ripe harvest of the new-mown hay Act iv. Sc. 3. Ibid. Act v. Sc. 3. Perish that thought! No, never be it said A weak invention of the enemy. As good be out of the world as out of the fashion. Ibid. Ibid. Ibid. Love's Last Shift. Act ii. We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman, scorned, slighted, dismissed without a parting pang. Old houses mended, Cost little less than new before they 're ended. Possession is eleven points in the law. Words are but empty thanks. Act iv. Prologue to the Double Gallant. Woman's Wit. Act i. This business will never hold water. She Wou'd and She Wou'd Not. Act iv. 1 See Sir Thomas Browne, page 219. 8 See Shakespeare, page 98. 2 See Shakespeare, page 92. 4 See Congreve, page 294. Losers must have leave to speak. Stolen sweets are best. The will for the deed.1 Within one of her. I don't see it. The Rival Fools. Act i. Ibid. Act iii. Act v. The Careless Husband. Act ü. Sc. 2. Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks, SIR RICHARD STEELE. 1671-1729. Though her mien carries much more invitation than command, to behold her is an immediate check to loose behaviour; to love her was a liberal education. Tatler. No. 49, Will. Honeycomb calls these over-offended ladies the outrageously virtuous. Spectator. No. 266. JOSEPH ADDISON. 1672-1719. The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers, Thy steady temper, Portius, Cato. Act i. Sc. 1. Can look on guilt, rebellion, fraud, and Cæsar, "T is not in mortals to command success, -- Blesses his stars and thinks it luxury. 1 See Swift, page 292. 2 A parody on Pope's lines: Graced as thou art with all the power of words, 8 Lady Elizabeth Hastings. Ibid. Sc. 2. Sc. 4. |