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第 4 頁 - You read of but one wise man, and all that he knew was, that he knew nothing. Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools : they have need of 'em : wit, be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation ; and let father Time shake his glass.
第 178 頁 - ... perverting me from the road of virtue, in which I have trod thus long, and never made one trip, not one faux pas; Oh, consider it, what would you have to answer for, if you should provoke me to frailty? Alas! humanity is feeble, Heaven knows! very feeble, and unable to support itself.
第 256 頁 - Mask. Stay, I have a doubt. — Upon second thoughts we had better meet in the chaplain's chamber here, the corner chamber at this end of the gallery; there is a back way into it, so that you need not come through this door — and a pair of private stairs leading down to the stables. It will be more convenient.
第 253 頁 - Hear me: consent to the breaking off this marriage, and the promoting any other without consulting me, and I'll renounce all blood, all relation and concern with you for ever; nay, I'll be your enemy, and pursue you to destruction: I'll tear your eyes out, and tread you under my feet.
第 70 頁 - Heaven, there's not a woman will give a man the pleasure of a chase ! my sport is always balked, or cut short ! I stumble over the game I would pursue. 'Tis dull and unnatural to have a hare run full in the hound's mouth, and would distaste the keenest hunter: I would have overtaken, not have met, my game.
第 161 頁 - Were you not in the nature of a servant, and have not I in effect made you lord of all, of me, and of my lord? Where is that humble love, the languishing, that adoration, which once was paid me, and everlastingly engaged?
第 171 頁 - Nay, I have known two wits meet, and by the opposition of their wit render themselves as ridiculous as fools. 'Tis an odd game we're going to play at; what think you of drawing stakes, and giving over in time ? Mel.
第 140 頁 - WELL then, the promised hour is come at last, The present age of wit obscures the past: Strong were our sires, and as they fought they writ, Conquering with force of arms and dint of wit: Theirs was the giant race before the flood ; And thus, when Charles return'd, our empire stood. Like Janus...
第 125 頁 - What rugged ways attend the noon of life! Our sun declines, and with what anxious strife, What pain, we tug that galling load — a wife.
第 212 頁 - My mind gives me it won't — because we are both willing; we each of us strive to reach the goal, and hinder one another in the race ; I swear it never does well when the parties are so agreed. — For when people walk hand in hand, there's neither overtaking nor meeting : we hunt in couples, where we both pursue the same game, but forget one another ; and 'tis because we are so near that we don't think of coming together. Mel. Hum, 'gad I believe there's something in't ; — marriage is the game...