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Page 36 - ... till he be angry. To keep his valour in obscurity, is to keep himself as it were in a cloak-bag. What's a musician, unless he play ? What's a tall man unless he fight?
Page 9 - I lend no credit to that is fabled of 'em: I know the virtue of mine own, and therefore I dare the boldlier maintain it.
Page 10 - Oh, it's a most precious fool, make much on him: I can compare him to nothing more happily than a drum; for every one may play upon him.
Page 50 - Sul. Your prating is worse. Mrs. Sul. Have we not been a perpetual offence to each other? a gnawing vulture at the heart?
Page 7 - But some comfort still; if one would be revenged of him, these are good times; a woman may have a gallant, and a separate maintenance too— the surly puppy— yet he's a fool for't: For hitherto he has been no monster, but who knows how far he may provoke me? I never...
Page 73 - I own it, we are united contradictions, fire and water : but I could be contented, with a great...
Page 75 - Mother was useless at five and twenty ; not wheedle ! would you make your Mother a Whore and me a Cuckold, as the saying is? I tell you his Silence confesses it, and his Master spends...
Page 71 - ... he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon into a fishmonger's basket ; his feet cold as ice, his breath hot as a furnace, and his hands and his face as greasy as his flannel nightcap.