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Сторінка 56 - When you censure the age, Be cautious and sage, Lest the courtiers offended should be. If you mention vice or bribe, Tis so pat to all the tribe; Each cries— That was levell'd at me.
Сторінка 54 - The Gamesters and Lawyers are jugglers alike, If they meddle your all is in danger: Like Gypsies, if once they can finger a souse, Your pockets they pick, and they pilfer your house, And give your estate to a stranger.
Сторінка 56 - Perhaps, brother, they are afraid these matters may be carried too far. We are treated too by them with contempt, as if our profession were not reputable. PEACH. In one respect, indeed, our employment may be reckoned dishonest, because, like great statesmen, we encourage those who betray their friends.
Сторінка 45 - A lazy Dog! When I took him the time before, I told him what he would come to if he did not mend his Hand. This is Death without Reprieve. I may venture to Book him. [writes] For Tom Gagg, forty Pounds.
Сторінка 61 - Trapes. The hard Times oblige me to go very near in my Dealing. — To be sure, of late Years I have been a great Sufferer by the Parliament. — Three thousand Pounds would hardly make me amends. — The Act for destroying the Mint, was a severe Cut upon our Business — 'Till then, if a Customer slept out of the way — we knew where to have her — No doubt you know Mrs.
Сторінка 58 - Come you home, you slut; and when your fellow is hanged, hang yourself, to make your family some amends. Polly. Dear, dear father, do not tear me from him I must speak; I have more to say to him Oh! twist thy fetters about me, that he may not haul me from thee ! Peach.
Сторінка 61 - The Life of all Mortals in Kissing should pass, Lip to Lip while we're young — then the Lip to the Glass, fa, &c.
Сторінка 64 - tis the better for you. Here ends all dispute the rest of our lives, For this way at once I please all my wives.