They fall in and out ten times a day, as if they were man and wife already. Good, very good, thank you; ha! And, as for this gentleman, to whom we owe—. My daughter, Olivia, privately contracted to a man of large fortune! To be gone a full hour, tho’ he had only to get a bill changed in the city!

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But how can you, Charles, go about to rob a wo man of her honour?

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There’s my countryman Higgins—Oh! Ay, people are generally calm at the misfortunes of others. Isn’t he an acquaintance that all your groaning and la mentations could never have got us? He falls out before faces to be forgiven in pri vate.

Poems and plays. By Oliver Goldsmith, M.B. To which is prefixed, the life of the author

We like your company of all things. Damn the Ennt, the parle vous, and all that be longs to them. They look woundily like Frenchmen. No; it’s only a tree.


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At the bar of the Talbot till call’d for. His uncle a co lonel!

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Here it is—An incendiary letter dropp’d at my door. Richard Burke; vide page My dear madam, all this is but a meer exchange: They’re thirty miles off by this time.

See me, how calm I am. Detain her a moment. Very well, very well.

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Yes, child, I think I did call. I know you pity me. As I behave to all other prsesure. O, by no means, madam, by no means.

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Ay, twenty will do. You may depend upon it. Have we not every thing to alarm us?

O law—What brought that in your head? Madam, you are a gentlewoman, and I will make the matter out. My boots there, ho. Damjy yet, madam, you talked of force. Ay, Jarvis, but what will fill their mouths in the mean time?

Are all the horrors of air, fire and water to be levelled only at me! I dare damy my life and honour upon his truth.


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The way home again. Men that would go forty guineas on a game of cribbage. I love every thing that’s old: So far from home, when you are within forty yards of your own door. But, let’s hear it.