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Page 13 - He has dam'd up all those Lights, that Nature made into the noblest Prospects of the World, and opened other little blind Loopholes backward, by turning Day into Night, and Night into Day. His Appetite to his Pleasures is diseased and crazy, like the Pica in a Woman, that longs to eat that, which was never made for Food, or a Girl in the Green-sickness, that eats Chalk and Mortar.
Page 85 - What shall I do? what conduct shall I find To lead me through this twilight of my mind? For as bright day with black approach of night Contending, makes a doubtful, puzzling light, So does my honour and my love together Puzzle me so, I can resolve for neither. (goes out hopping with one boot on, and the other off) JOHNSON.
Page 33 - BAYES. Why, thus, Sir; nothing so easy when understood. I take a book in my hand, either at home or elsewhere, for that's all one — if there be any wit in't, as there is no book but has some, I transverse it: that is, if it be prose, put it into verse (but that takes up some time), and if it be verse, put it into prose.
Page 115 - But first, let's have a Dance. Pray remember that. SMI. Well, I can hold no longer, I must gag this rogue ; there's no induring of him.
Page 93 - BAYES. Why, sir, a fierce hero that frights his mistress, snubs up kings, baffles armies, and does what he will, without regard to numbers, good manners, or justice.
Page 12 - The witty Duke of Buckingham was an extreme bad man. His duel with Lord Shrewsbury was concerted between him and Lady Shrewsbury. All that morning she was trembling for her gallant, and wishing the death of her husband ; and, after his fall, 'tis said the duke slept with her in his bloody shirt.
Page 13 - Buckingham, who built the finest towers of cards imaginable, had an agreeable voice : she had no aversion to scandal ; he made songs, and invented old women's stories with which she was delighted ; but his particular talent consisted in turning into ridicule whatever was ridiculous in other people, and in taking them off, even in their presence, without their perceiving it. In short, he knew how to act all parts, with so much grace and pleasantry, that it was difficult to do without him, when he...
Page 45 - I am the bold Thunder. BAYES. Mr. Cartwright, pry'thee speak that a little louder, and with a hoarse voice. I am the bold Thunder ! Pshaw ! speak it to me in a voice that thunders it out indeed : I am the bold Thunder.
Page 69 - Why, the times then lived upon trust ; it was the fashion. You would not be out of time, at such a time as that, sure : a tailor, you know, must never be out of fashion. Bayes. Right. Tli /HI. I'm sure, sir, I made your clothes in the court-fashion, for you never paid me yet.