I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.
I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.
The surest way to fail is not to determine to succeed.
You 're our enemy lead the way, and we 'll precede.
They only babble who practice not reflection. I shall think and thought is silence.
You write with ease to show your breeding, but easy writing's curst hard reading.
The right honorable gentlemen is indebted to his memory for his jokes and his imagination for his facts.
While his off-heel, insidiously aside, Provokes the caper which he seems to chide.
An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance.
Do thou snatch treasures from my lips, and I'll take kingdoms back from thine.
That old man dies prematurely whose memory records no benefits conferred. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.
A progeny of learning.
My valor is certainly going, it is sneaking off! I feel it oozing out as it were, at the palms of my hands!
The newspapers Sir, they are the most villanous, licentious, abominable, infernal Not that I ever read them No, I make it a rule never to look into a newspaper.
Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books. Quick, quick Fling ''Peregrine Pickle'' under the toilette --throw ''Roderick Random'' into the closet --put ''The Innocent Adultery'' into ''The Whole Duty of Man'' thrust ''Lord Aimworth'' under the sofa cram ''Ovid'' behind the bolster there --put ''The Man of Feeling'' into your pocket. Now for them.
I wish, sir, you would practice this without me. I can't stay dying here all night.
We will not anticipate the past so mind, young people,our retrospection will be all to the future.
The surest way not to fail is to determine to succeed.
Too civil by half.
If I reprehend anything in this world, it is the use of my oracular tongue, and a nice derangement of epitaphs.
You know it is not my interest to pay the principal, or my principal to pay the interest.
I open with a clock striking, to beget an awful attention in the audience - it also marks the time, which is four o clock in the morning, and saves a description of the rising sun, and a great deal about gilding the eastern hemisphere.
You are not like Cerberus, three gentlemen at once, are you.
In religion as in friendship, they who profess most are ever the least sincere.
Won't you come into the garden? I would like my roses to see you.
No scandal about Queen Elizabeth, I hope.
The number of those who undergo the fatigue of judging for themselves is very small indeed.
You shall see them on a beautiful quarto page, where a neat rivulet of text shall meander through a meadow of margin.
There 's nothing like being used to a thing.
Easy writings curse is hard reading.
The Spanish fleet thou canst not see, becauseit is not yet in sight.
Had I a heart for falsehood framed, I ne'er could injure you.
Here is the whole set a character dead at every word.
Inconsolable to the minuet in Ariadne.
Good reading makes for damn hard writing.
You know it is not in my interest to pay the principal nor is it my principal to pay the interest.
The quarrel is a very pretty quarrel as it stands we should only spoil it by trying to explain it.
I own the soft impeachment.
Such protection as vultures give to lambs.
Be just before you are generous.
Illiterate him, I say, quite from your memory.
I'm called away by particular business - but I leave my character behind me.
Justice august and pure, the abstract idea of all that would be perfect in the spirits and the inspirations of men where the mind rises where the heart expands where the countenance is ever placid and benign where her favorite attitude is to stoop to the unfortunate to hear their cry and to help them to rescue and relieve to succor and save majestic, from its mercy venerable, from its Lutility uplifted, without pride firm without obduracy beneficent in each preference lovely, though in her frown.
He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.
Ay, ay, the best terms will grow obsolete: damns have had their day.
A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge.
For if there is anything to one's praise, it is foolish vanity to be gratified at it, and if it is abuse - why one is always sure to hear of it from one damned good-natured friend or another!
Death's a debt; his mandamus binds all alike- no bail, no demurrer.
Nay, but Jack, such eyes such eyes so innocently wild so bashfully irresolute Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love Then, Jack, her cheeks her cheeks, Jack so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes Then, Jack, her lips O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting -- more lovely in sullenness Then, Jack, her neck O, Jack, Jack
Remember that when you meet your antagonist, to do everything in a mild agreeable manner. Let your courage be keen, but, at the same time, as polished as your sword.
Conscience has no more to do with gallantry than it has with politics.
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