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Сторінка 2 - Can any mortal mixture of earth's mould Breathe such divine enchanting ravishment? Sure something holy lodges in that breast, And with these raptures moves the vocal air To testify his hidden residence.
Сторінка 1 - We, that are of purer fire, Imitate the starry quire; Who, in their nightly watchful spheres, Lead in swift round the months and years.
Сторінка 2 - But such a sacred and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss, I never heard till now.
Сторінка 25 - But money, wife, is the true fuller's earth for reputations, there is | not a spot or a stain but what it can take out. A rich rogue now-a-days is fit company for any gentleman ; and the world, my dear, hath not such ^ a contempt for roguery as you imagine.
Сторінка 31 - But if I could raise a small Sum Would not twenty Guineas, think you, move him? Of all the Arguments in the way of Business, the Perquisite is the most prevailing. Your Father's Perquisites for the Escape of Prisoners must amount to a considerable Sum in the Year.
Сторінка 30 - A jealous woman believes everything her passion suggests. To convince you of my sincerity, if we can find the ordinary, I shall have no scruples of making you my wife; and I know the consequence of having two at a time. Lucy. That you are only to be hanged, and so get rid of them both.
Сторінка 30 - Married! very good. The wench gives it out only to vex thee, and to ruin me in thy good opinion. 'Tis true I go to the house, I chat with the girl, I kiss her, I say a thousand things to her (as all gentlemen do) that mean nothing, to divert...
Сторінка 233 - When house and land are gone and spent, Then learning is most excellent.
Сторінка 158 - But let concealment like a worm i' th' bud Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a Monument, Smiling at grief.
Сторінка 645 - I say nothing — I take away from no man's merit— am hurt at no man's good fortune — I say nothing. — But this I will say — through all my knowledge of life, I have observed — that there is not a passion so strongly rooted in the human heart as envy.

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