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Sir , your humble servant - your name is Esopad I know your person intimately , tho ' I never saw you before ; and am well acquainted with you , tho ' I never had the honour of your conversation . Esop . You are a dealer in paradoxes ...
Sir , your humble servant - your name is Esopad I know your person intimately , tho ' I never saw you before ; and am well acquainted with you , tho ' I never had the honour of your conversation . Esop . You are a dealer in paradoxes ...
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My lord is not of the common race of mortals , I assure you ; and you must look upon this visit as a particular honour , for he is so much afflicted with the gout and rheumatism , that we had much ado to get him across the river .
My lord is not of the common race of mortals , I assure you ; and you must look upon this visit as a particular honour , for he is so much afflicted with the gout and rheumatism , that we had much ado to get him across the river .
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I have jasť now had the honour of knowing what a fine gentleman is ; so pray confine yourself to the lady , Mrs Tatoo . A fine lady , before marriage , lives with her pappa and mamma , who breed her up till she learns tá despise ' em ...
I have jasť now had the honour of knowing what a fine gentleman is ; so pray confine yourself to the lady , Mrs Tatoo . A fine lady , before marriage , lives with her pappa and mamma , who breed her up till she learns tá despise ' em ...
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I am Esop madam , honour'd this day by Proserpine with the distribution of the waters of Lethe : command me . Mrs Riot . Shew me to the pump - room then , fellowwhere's the company-1 die in solitude . Esop . What company ? Mrs Riot .
I am Esop madam , honour'd this day by Proserpine with the distribution of the waters of Lethe : command me . Mrs Riot . Shew me to the pump - room then , fellowwhere's the company-1 die in solitude . Esop . What company ? Mrs Riot .
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Tis well she did , Sir , or it might have been a dreadful one for us in our present condition : all your money spent ; your moveables sold ; yo ! is honour almost ruined , and your humble servant almost starved ; we could not possibly ...
Tis well she did , Sir , or it might have been a dreadful one for us in our present condition : all your money spent ; your moveables sold ; yo ! is honour almost ruined , and your humble servant almost starved ; we could not possibly ...
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Page 106 - Do not swear at all ; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee.
Page 221 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Page 295 - Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor : For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Page 145 - O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Page 106 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Page 118 - tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door ; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve : ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o...
Page 97 - Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs ; The cover, of the wings of grasshoppers ; The traces, of the smallest spider's web ; The collars, of the moonshine's...
Page 104 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Page 105 - How cam'st thou hither, tell me ? and wherefore ? The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb ; And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
Page 136 - Alack, alack ! is it not like that I, So early waking, what with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes...