The careless husband; The rival fools; The lady's last stake; Richard III

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J. Rivington and Sons, C. Bathurst, T. Longman, T. Lowndes, T. Caslon, W. Nicoll, and S. Bladon., 1777
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Page 307 - O, who can hold a fire in his hand, By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite, By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 309 - That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time...
Page 89 - tis true I did design to have played with her alone: but he that will keep well with the ladies must sometimes be content to make one at a pool with...
Page 21 - I have seen her bestow upon a woman of true beauty, when the men first toasted her; so in the middle of my wisdom, she told me, she...
Page 87 - Send for him this minute, and you and he shall both be witnesses of the contempt and detestation I have for any forward hopes his vanity may have given him, or your malice would insinuate.
Page 17 - I made) - a still, I say Madam, you shan't make me believe you have never been jealous of me, not that you ever had any real cause, but I know women of your principles have more pride than those that have no principles at all, and where there is pride there must be some...
Page 314 - Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night ! Comets, importing change of times and states, Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky, And with them scourge the bad revolting stars That have consented unto Henry's death ! King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long ! England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
Page 36 - I was pretty well convinc'd she had a Mind to me, I one Day made her a Hint of an Appointment; upon which, with an Insolent Frown in her Face (that made her look as Ugly as the Devil) she told me, that if ever I came thither again, her Lord should know that she had forbidden me the House before ; ha ! ha ! Did you ever hear of such a Slut ? SIR CHA.
Page 75 - I'll throw this vizor of my patience off: Now wake him in his guilt, And barefac'd front him with my wrongs. I'll talk to him till he blushes, nay till he Frowns on me, perhaps — and then I'm lost again — The ease of a few tears Is all that's left to me And duty too forbids me to insult...
Page 25 - Ah, my dear! my dear ! you have been a married woman to a fine purpose indeed, that know so little of the taste of mankind. Take my word, a new fashion upon a fine woman, is often a greater proof of her value, than you are aware of.

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