Miscellanies in Prose and Verse

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356 ÆäÀÌÁö - Because he's always in my Chamber, and I always take his Part; So, as the Devil would have it, before I was aware, out I blunder'd, Parson, said I, can you cast a Nativity, when a Body's plunder'd? (Now you must know, he hates to be call'd Parson, like the Devil) Truly, says he, Mrs.
156 ÆäÀÌÁö - Great wits love to be free with the highest objects, and if they cannot be allowed a God to revile or renounce, they will speak evil of dignities, abuse the Government, and reflect upon the Ministry...
352 ÆäÀÌÁö - Then the Bell rung, and I went down to put my Lady to Bed, And, God knows, I thought my Money was as safe as my Maidenhead. So when I came up again, I found my Pocket feel very light, But when I search'd, and miss'd my Purse, Lord! I thought I should have sunk outright: Lord! Madam, says Mary, how d'ye do? Indeed...
160 ÆäÀÌÁö - But still there is in this project a greater mischief behind; and we ought to beware of the woman's folly, who killed the hen, that every morning laid her a golden egg. For, pray what would become of the race of men in the next age, if we had nothing to trust to beside the scrofulous consumptive productions, furnished by our men of wit and pleasure...
404 ÆäÀÌÁö - While rain depends, the pensive cat gives o'er Her frolics, and pursues her tail no more. Returning home at night, you'll find the sink Strike your offended sense with double stink. If you be wise, then go not far to dine; You'll spend in coach-hire more than save in wine. A coming shower your shooting corns presage, Old aches throb, your hollow tooth will rage: Sauntering in coffee-house is Dulman seen; He damns the climate and complains of spleen.
230 ÆäÀÌÁö - Nature sent him into the world strong and lusty, in a thriving condition, wearing his own hair on his head, the proper branches of this reasoning vegetable, until the axe of intemperance has lopped off his green boughs...
403 ÆäÀÌÁö - Till drown'd in shriller notes of chimney-sweep : Duns at his lordship's gate began to meet ; And brickdust Moll had scream'd through half the street. The turnkey...
233 ÆäÀÌÁö - WE have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.
212 ÆäÀÌÁö - But if one in twenty should be brought over to true piety by this, or the like methods, and the other nineteen be only hypocrites, the advantage would still be great. Besides, hypocrisy is much more eligible than open infidelity and vice; it wears the livery of religion; it acknowledges her authority, and is cautious of giving scandal.
355 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis the same thing, the chaplain will be here anon." So the chaplain came in. Now the servants say he is my sweetheart, Because he's always in my chamber, and I always take his part. So, as the devil would have it, before I was aware, out I blunder'd.

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