| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Edward Moore. (17121757) (continued) |
| | | 4120 | The maid who modestly conceals Her beauties, while she hides, reveals; Give but a glimpse, and fancy draws Whateer the Grecian Venus was. |
| The Spider and the Bee. Fable x. |
| 4121 | But from the hoops bewitching round, Her very shoe has power to wound. |
| The Spider and the Bee. Fable x. |
| 4122 | Time still, as he flies, brings increase to her truth, And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth. |
| The Happy Marriage. |
| 4123 | | I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice. 1 |
| The Gamester. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
| 4124 | | T is now the summer of your youth. Time has not cropt the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them. |
| The Gamester. Act iii. Sc. 4. |
| 4125 | | Labour for his pains. 2 |
| The Boy and the Rainbow. |
| | | Laurence Sterne. (17131768) |
| | | 4126 | | Go, poor devil, get thee gone! Why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me. |
| Tristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. ii. chap. xii. |
| 4127 | | Great wits jump. 3 |
| Tristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. iii. Chap. ix. |
| 4128 | | Our armies swore terribly in Flanders, cried my Uncle Toby, but nothing to this. |
| Tristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. iii. Chap. xi. |
| 4129 | | Of all the cants which are canted in this canting world, though the cant of hypocrites may be the worst, the cant of criticism is the most tormenting! |
| Tristram Shandy (orig. ed.). Vol. iii. Chap. xii. |
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