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第 43 頁 - I know love is powerful, and nobody can help his passion. 'Tis not your fault; nor, I swear, it is not mine. How can I help it, if I have charms? And how can you help it, if you are made a captive? I swear it is pity it should be a fault. But my honour, — well, but your honour, too — but the sin! — well, but the necessity — O Lord, here's somebody coming, I dare not stay.
第 x 頁 - Though with some short parenthesis between, High on the throne of wit, and seated there. Not mine — that's little — but thy laurel wear. Thy first attempt an early promise made: That early promise this has more than paid. So bold, yet so judiciously you dare, That your least praise is to be regular.
第 xi 頁 - I live a rent-charge on his providence: But you, whom every muse and grace adorn, Whom I foresee to better fortune born, Be kind to my remains; and oh defend, Against your judgment, your departed friend! Let not the insulting foe my fame pursue; But shade those laurels which descend to you: And take for tribute what these lines express; You merit more; nor could my love do less.
第 66 頁 - Ay, charioteer does better. Into the dairy he descends, And there his whipping and his driving ends; There he's secure from danger of a bilk, His fare is paid him, and he sets in milk. For Susan you know, is Thetis, and so BRISK. Incomparable well and proper, egad — but I have one exception to make — don't you think bilk — (I know it's good rhyme) — but don't you think BILK and FARE too like a hackney coachman?
第 65 頁 - Then, I don't say the sun shines all the day, but that he peeps now and then ; yet he does shine all the day too, you know, though we don't see him.
第 19 頁 - I saw her melted into tears and hushed into a sigh. It was long before either of us spoke, passion had tied her tongue, and amazement mine. In short, the consequence was thus: she omitted nothing that the most violent love could urge or tender words express, which when she saw had no effect, but still I pleaded honour and nearness of blood to my uncle, then came the storm...
第 7 頁 - ... her fondness and impatience of his absence by choosing a lover as like him as she can, and what is unlike she may help out with her own fancy.
第 x 頁 - So much the sweetness of your manners move, We cannot envy you, because we love. Fabius might joy in Scipio, when he saw A beardless Consul made against the law, And join his suffrage to the votes of Rome, Though he with Hannibal was overcome.
第 38 頁 - Tis my honour that is concerned, and the violation was intended to me. Your honour! You have none but what is in my keeping, and I can dispose of it when I please: therefore don't provoke me.
第 57 頁 - BARNABY.] and, in the mean time, I will reason with myself Tell me, Isaac, why art thee jealous ? Why art thee distrustful of the wife of thy bosom ? — Because she is young and vigorous, and I am old and impotent — Then why didst thee marry, Isaac ? — Because she. was beautiful and tempting, and because I was obstinate and doting ; so that my inclination was, and is still, greater than my power And will not that which tempted thee also tempt others, who will tempt her, Isaac?