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... Jack Gauge the exciseman has ta'en to his carrots , there's little Dick the farrier swears he'll never forsake his bob , tho ' all the college should appear with their own heads ! Fag . Indeed ! well said , Dick ! But hold . Mark ! mark ...
... Jack Gauge the exciseman has ta'en to his carrots , there's little Dick the farrier swears he'll never forsake his bob , tho ' all the college should appear with their own heads ! Fag . Indeed ! well said , Dick ! But hold . Mark ! mark ...
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... Jack knows that the least demur puts me in a frenzy directly . My process was always very simple in their younger days : ' twas ' Jack , do this . ' If he demurred , I knocked him down ; and if he grumbled at that , I always sent him ...
... Jack knows that the least demur puts me in a frenzy directly . My process was always very simple in their younger days : ' twas ' Jack , do this . ' If he demurred , I knocked him down ; and if he grumbled at that , I always sent him ...
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... Jack , your heart and soul are not , like mine , fixed immutably on one only object . on one only object . You throw for a large stake , but losing , you could stake , and throw again . But I have set my sum of happiness on this cast ...
... Jack , your heart and soul are not , like mine , fixed immutably on one only object . on one only object . You throw for a large stake , but losing , you could stake , and throw again . But I have set my sum of happiness on this cast ...
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... Jack ! when delicate and feeling souls are separated , there is not a feature in the sky , not a movement of the elements , not an aspiration of the breeze , but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension ! Abs . Ay , but we may choose ...
... Jack ! when delicate and feeling souls are separated , there is not a feature in the sky , not a movement of the elements , not an aspiration of the breeze , but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension ! Abs . Ay , but we may choose ...
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... Jack , how do'st thou ? just arrived , faith , as you see . Sir , your humble servant . Warm work on the roads , Jack . Odds whips and wheels ! I've travelled like a comet , with a tail of dust all the way as long as the Mall . Abs . Ah ...
... Jack , how do'st thou ? just arrived , faith , as you see . Sir , your humble servant . Warm work on the roads , Jack . Odds whips and wheels ! I've travelled like a comet , with a tail of dust all the way as long as the Mall . Abs . Ah ...
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38 ÆäÀÌÁö - Jack ; — I have heard you for some time with patience — I have been cool — quite cool ; but take care — you know I am compliance itself — when I am not thwarted ; — no one more easily led — when I have my own way ; — but don't put me in a frenzy.
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - What business have you, miss, with preference and aversion? They don't become a young woman; and you ought to know, that as both always wear off, 'tis safest in matrimony to begin with a little aversion. I am sure I hated your poor dear uncle before marriage as if he'd been a black-amoor - and yet, Miss, you are sensible what a wife I made! - and when it pleas'd Heav'n to release me from him, 'tis unknown what tears I shed!
152 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cheeks of rose, untouch'd by art? I will own the colour true, When yielding blushes aid their hue. Is her hand so soft and pure ? I must press it, to be sure ; Nor can I be certain then, Till it, grateful, press again. Must I, with attentive eye, Watch her heaving bosom sigh? I will do so, when I see That heaving bosom sigh for me.
91 ÆäÀÌÁö - How often have I stole forth, in the coldest night in January, and found him in the garden, stuck like a dripping statue! There would he kneel to me in the snow, and sneeze and cough so pathetically!
62 ÆäÀÌÁö - Pray, my friend, what has brought you so suddenly to Bath ? Acres. Faith ! I have followed Cupid's Jack-alantern, and find myself in a quagmire at last. — In short, I have been very ill-used, Sir Lucius. — I don't choose to mention names, but look on me as on a very ill-used gentleman. Sir Luc.
98 ÆäÀÌÁö - Is it for muskets or small field-pieces? Upon my conscience, Mr. Acres, you must leave those things to me. — Stay now — I'll show you. — [Measures paces along the stage.] There now, that is a very pretty distance — a pretty gentleman's distance.
21 ÆäÀÌÁö - Anthony, she should be mistress of orthodoxy, that she might not misspell and mispronounce words so shamefully as girls usually do; and likewise that she might reprehend the true meaning of what she is saying.
64 ÆäÀÌÁö - O'Trigger line, that would furnish the new room; every one of whom had killed his man! — For though the mansionhouse and dirty acres have slipped through my fingers, I thank heaven our honour and the family-pictures are as fresh as ever.
18 ÆäÀÌÁö - Here, my dear Lucy, hide these books. Quick, quick! Fling Peregrine Pickle under the toilet— throw Roderick Random into the closet— put The Innocent Adultery into The Whole Duty of Man— thrust Lord Aimworth under the sofa— cram Ovid behind the bolster— there— put The Man of Feeling into your pocket— so, so,— now lay Mrs.
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - I believe I could have forgiven even that — but to be monkey-led for a night ! — to run the gauntlet through a string of amorous palming puppies — to show paces like a managed filly...