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... mind of Villiers was even far more influential . De Grammont tells us , ' he was extremely handsome , but still thought himself much more so than he really was ; although he had a great deal of discernment , yet his vanities made him ...
... mind of Villiers was even far more influential . De Grammont tells us , ' he was extremely handsome , but still thought himself much more so than he really was ; although he had a great deal of discernment , yet his vanities made him ...
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... mind's eye the remembrance of a band of tired heroes , riding through woody glades to an ancient house , where shelter was given to the worn - out horses and scarcely less harassed riders . But not so rapidly did they in reality proceed ...
... mind's eye the remembrance of a band of tired heroes , riding through woody glades to an ancient house , where shelter was given to the worn - out horses and scarcely less harassed riders . But not so rapidly did they in reality proceed ...
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... mind entertains all things that come and go ; but like guests and strangers , they are not welcome if they stay long . This lays him open to all cheats , quacks , and impostors , who apply to every particular humour while it lasts , and ...
... mind entertains all things that come and go ; but like guests and strangers , they are not welcome if they stay long . This lays him open to all cheats , quacks , and impostors , who apply to every particular humour while it lasts , and ...
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... mind as not to give the least sign of mistrust ; nay she gave him some very opprobrious language , but was very eager at snatching the papers he threw into her coach . Among them was a packet of letters , which she had no sooner got but ...
... mind as not to give the least sign of mistrust ; nay she gave him some very opprobrious language , but was very eager at snatching the papers he threw into her coach . Among them was a packet of letters , which she had no sooner got but ...
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... mind , fortune and reputation equally . ' This was a sad prospect for poor Mary Fairfax , but cer- tainly if in their choice ' Weak women go astray , Their stars are more in fault than they , ' and she was less to blame in her choice ...
... mind , fortune and reputation equally . ' This was a sad prospect for poor Mary Fairfax , but cer- tainly if in their choice ' Weak women go astray , Their stars are more in fault than they , ' and she was less to blame in her choice ...
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Page 16 - Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking. Blest madman, who could every hour employ With something new to wish or to enjoy...
Page 10 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 239 - A Cherub's face, a reptile all the rest, Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
Page 239 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all see-saw, between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis.
Page 182 - His passion still, to covet general praise, His life, to forfeit it a thousand ways; A constant bounty which no friend has made; An angel tongue, which no man can persuade; A fool, with more of wit than half mankind, Too rash for thought, for action too refined...
Page 38 - Here lies our sovereign lord the king. Whose word no man relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, And never did a wise one.
Page 46 - Shrewsbury and love ; Or just as gay, at Council, in a ring Of mimic statesmen, and their merry king, No wit to flatter, left of all his store ! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends.
Page 37 - I shall consider you as the assassin : I shall treat you as such ; and wherever I meet you, I shall pistol you, though you stood behind the king's chair ; and I tell it you in his majesty's presence, that you may be sure I shall not fail of performance.
Page 241 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall : (I wish I knew what king to call.) Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Page 81 - Marks the young dawn of every virtuous aim, And fans the smoking flax into a flame. His ears are open to the softest cry, His grace descends to meet the lifted eye; He reads the language of a silent tear, And sighs are incense from a heart sincere.