and those they lose. |
Conscience avaunt, Richard's himself again. |
Dumb's a sly dog. |
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change. |
Off with his head - so much for Buckingham. |
Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring. |
Old houses mended, cost little less than new before they're ended |
One had as good be out of the world, as out of the fashion |
Perish the thought! |
Stolen sweets are best |
Tea! thou soft, sober, sage and venerable liquid;- thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wink-tippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate |
Tea! Thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid, thou innocent pretence for bringing the wicked of both sexes together in a morning; thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wink-tipping cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate thus, and adore thee. |
This business will never hold water. |
Thou strange piece of wild nature! |