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46756	1; v. 2--end), Wilson(?
46756	2, l. 60- 120?
46756	212) and that peradventure he shall"sing it at her(?)
46756	29|{[ John] Waterson}| T.|The Elder Brother,[?
46756	4), Hathaway(?
46756	71; Will Cricket( in grey?
46756	?
46756	All?
46756	And if player for the Globe, why not author?
46756	Are we to attribute to this mention of him the tradition that Chapman wrote_ The Second Maiden''s Tragedy_?
46756	Ay, that]"To be, or not to be?
46756	But was this the date of its first production on the stage?
46756	But were both taken from an older play?]
46756	Could any critic, if the older_ John_ were destroyed, tell us which lines had been adopted in the later play?
46756	Dewe?)
46756	If Shakespeare had not, at the time when he finally produced the_ Two Gentlemen_, begun his study for the Venetian story, whence this name?
46756	If this was not derived from Shakespeare''s play, whence was it?
46756	It was probably written by R. Wilson, and is certainly not a romantic, but a satirical play; else why should Greene have been offended at it?
46756	Of plays by other authors only one can be traced to his company in this year, namely,_ Sir Thomas More_(?
46756	Of these twenty Shakespeare contributes nine, Fletcher( with Beaumont) six, Jonson one, Tourneur one, Drayton(?)
46756	On 2d February,_ Twelfth Night_ was performed at the Readers''Feast at the(?)
46756	On October 7, Cyril Tourneur''s(?)
46756	Other points worth noting are that"Queen Mab, what''s she?"
46756	Perhaps from a very old play by Ralph Radcliffe before 1553; more likely from the Moral by the player(?
46756	The fairies are Nan the Queen( in red?
46756	The only known writers for the King''s men at this date were Wilkins, W. S.(?
46756	To die-- to sleep-- is that all?
46756	Was the author his brother Edmund; and did Shakespeare assist in or revise his work?
46756	What other mind but the author of_ The Jew of Malta_ could have conceived Aaron the Moor?
46756	Who could have done this but Shakespeare?
46756	Who would this endure, But for a hope of something after death,_ The undiscover''d country, from whose bourne No passenger has e''er return''d?
46756	Why then should he not be mentioned?
46756	_ A larum for London_, or_ The Siege of Antwerp_, by(?)
46756	_ The London Prodigal_, and Wilkins''_ Miseries of Enforced Marriage_, were written and perhaps acted( at the Globe?)
46756	_ The Revenger''s Tragedy_ by Cyril Tourneur(?)
46756	art thou there, old Truepenny?"
46756	by the Chapel children;_ Andronicus_ acted( under Peele''s auspices?)
46756	nor a_ nest of antics_?
46756	wilt thou stab Cæsar too?"
46756	| Anonymous||||| The Politic Bankrupt, or Which| Anonymous|| is the best Girl?
46756	|_ Shakespeare_ and Davenport|||[ Query, is Duke Humphrey a||| version of 2 Henry VI.?]
46756	|| 1592 April 3|Arden of Feversham| 1592 Nov. 20|Salomon and Bersheba||{F. Bacon and F. Bungay| 1594 May 14|{Robin Hood and Little John|?
46756	||?
23464	I pr''ythee, what?
23464	''A song between Wit and Will''opens thus:_ Wit_: What art thou, Will?
23464	''Ah, sweet content, where is thy mild abode?'')
23464	), when Benedick, anxious to marry Beatrice, is asked by the lady''s uncle''What''s your will?''
23464	226) run: Ten- in- the- hundred the Devil allows, But Combe will have twelve he sweares and he vowes; If any man ask, who lies in this tomb?
23464	Barnabe Barnes''s_ Odes Pastoral_ sestine 2:''But women will have their own wills, Alas, why then should I complain?''
23464	Becq de Fouquieres, p. 121), beginning,''Si ce n''est pas Amour, que sent donques mon coeur?''
23464	Combien ce front de rides laboure Ay- ie applani?
23464	Combien de fois ce teint noir qui m''amuse, Ay- ie de lis et roses colore?
23464	Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need''st thou such weak witness of thy name?
23464	Do the boys carry it away?
23464	In the university play,''The Return from Parnassus''( 1601?
23464	In the_ Return from Parnassus_( 1601?)
23464	Is it in churches, with religious men, Which please the gods with prayers manifold; And in their studies meditate it then?
23464	Is it possible?
23464	Is it with shepherds, and light- hearted swains, Which sing upon the downs, and pipe abroad, Tending their flocks and cattle on the plains?
23464	O how can_ graces_ in thy body be?
23464	One was printed with some alterations in Rosseter''s_ Book of Ayres_( 1610), and another in the_ Third Book of Ayres_( 1617?
23464	Or that his hallowed reliques should be hid Under a star- ypointing pyramid?
23464	Quel ay- ie fait son grand nez rougissant?
23464	Quel ay- ie fait son oeil se renfoncant?
23464	Quelle sa bouche et ses noires dents quelles Quel ay- ie fait le reste de ce corps?
23464	Shall will in others seem right gracious, And in my will no fair acceptance shine?
23464	Slender and Anne Page vary the tame sport when the former misinterprets the young lady''s''What is your will?''
23464	Stay passenger, why goest thou by so fast?
23464	Then, passenger, ha''st ne''re a teare, To weepe with her that wept with all?
23464	There followed in a like temper''Who wrote Shakespeare?''
23464	There the Jew opens the attack on his Christian debtor with the lines: Signor Mercatore, why do you not pay me?
23464	Think you I will be mocked in this sort?
23464	What are they children?
23464	What, for being a puritan?
23464	Who maintains''em?
23464	Will they pursue the quality[_ i.e._ the actor''s profession] no longer than they can sing?
23464	Wilt thou, whose will is large and spacious,{ 420b} Not once vouchsafe to hide my will in thine?
23464	_ Will_: A babe of nature''s brood,_ Wit_: Who was thy sire?
23464	_ Wit_: And where brought up?
23464	_ Wit_: Thy mother who?
23464	_ Wit_: What learn''dst thou there?
23464	_ Wit_: When wast thou born?
23464	et quel a fait ma Muse Le gros sourcil, ou folle elle s''abuse, Ayant sur luy l''arc d''Amour figure?
23464	how are they escoted[_ i.e._ paid]?
23464	in_ Sonetti in Vita di M. Laura_, beginning''S''amor non e, che dunque e quel ch''i''sento?''
23464	is not less admirable than his imagination?
23464	now I find thy saw of might:''Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?''
23464	of Ben Jonson''s Enmity towards Shakespeare''( 1808); W. J. Thoms''s''Was Shakespeare ever a Soldier?''
23464	of Jodelle''s_ Contr''Amours_ runs thus: Combien de fois mes vers ont- ils dore Ces cheueux noirs dignes d''vne Meduse?
23464	v., beginning,''If''t bee not love I feele, what is it then?''
23464	where dost thou safely rest In Heaven, with Angels?
23464	where doth thine harbour hold?
23464	where is thy mild abode?
23464	{ 350b}_ Melanges Historiques_, 182?, iii.
23464	{ 421c} Professor Dowden says''will to boot''is a reference to the Christian name of Shakespeare''s friend,''William[?
23464	{ 441b} There are forty- eight sonnets on the Trinity and similar topics appended to Davies''s_ Wittes Pilgrimage_( 1610?).
23464	{ 77a} Rosamond, in Daniel''s poem, muses thus when King Henry challenges her honour: But what?
34214	What are thou,he asks of this devilish unexpected lust-- What are thou, that dost creep into my breast; And dar''st not see my face?
34214	Why may not_ I_ be a favourite on the sudden?
34214	--And not a little of life at Court, and of the favourites with whom King James surrounded himself:--"They say one shall see fine sights at the Court?
34214	1485?)
34214	; Did the Beaumont"romance"influence Shakespeare?
34214	An allusion to King James''s weakness for handsome young men,"Why may not_ I_ be a favourite in the sudden?"
34214	An honest moral man?
34214	And then, Why didst thou die so soon?
34214	And to conceive it without the remotest suggestion from_ Don Quixote_?
34214	And when the Duke asks Lazarillo, thus instructed,"how old are you?"
34214	And, for"alls,"and triplets: And whose are all these glories?
34214	Are men''s brains Made nowadays of malt, that their affections Are never sober, but, like drunken people Founder at every new fame?
34214	Are the rooms| 20 Made read|y to en|tertain| my friends|?
34214	Are the rooms| made read|y To en|tertain| my friends|?
34214	But does that play reveal anything of manlier, sounder fibre than Beaumont''s_ A King and No King_?
34214	But how came I( you ask) so much to know?
34214	CHAPTER XXVIII DID THE BEAUMONT''ROMANCE''INFLUENCE SHAKESPEARE?
34214	Doth not this captive prince Speake me sufficiently, and all the acts That I have wrought upon his suffering land?
34214	Fear your great master?
34214	Give to each his due?
34214	Has it one tithe of the serious insight into human life of any of Beaumont''s plays involving ethical conflict?
34214	His Arethusa in_ Philaster_ expresses it in a nutshell: If destiny( to whom we dare not say, Why didst thou this?)
34214	Is the great| couch up| the Duke| of Medi|na sent?
34214	Is there a hope beyond it?
34214	Is| there in me,| to draw submission From this rude man and beast?
34214	Or is this purely dramatic utterance?
34214	Returning to our young lion, he will, I fear me, exult( with lust of chase or laughter?)
34214	Should I then boast?
34214	Since many of Collier''s"earnests"turn out to be"jests,"why not the other way round?
34214	So far as Fletcher''s_ dramatis personae_ are concerned, there is truth in this; but why couple Beaumont with him?
34214	The following lines may be regarded as typical: Is great Jove jealous that I am imploy''d On her Love- errands?
34214	To| the fair Prin|cess?
34214	What art is thine, that so thy friend deceives?
34214	What fate is mine, that so it selfe bereaves?
34214	Where lies that foot of ground Within| his whole| realme ¦ that| I have| not past Fighting and conquering?
34214	Where other than in Shakespeare do we find among the Jacobean poets such verse?
34214	Where''s such an humour as thy Bessus?
34214	Who durst go in To find it out?
34214	Who now shall pay thy Tombe with such a Verse As thou that Ladies didst, faire Rutlands Herse?
34214	Why| did I plant| thee ¦''twixt| the sun| and me, To make| me freeze| thus?
34214	[ 230] Chapter XXVIII,_ Did the Beaumont''Romance''Influence Shakespeare?_[ 231] Lines are numbered as in the_ Variorum_ edition.
34214	_ Arbaces._ Bee you my witness, Earth, Need I to brag?
34214	a ladies voyce, Whom I doe love?
34214	and he''s thine own"; or"Every one that does not know, cries''What nobleman is that?''"
34214	and to a Gentlewoman, A woman of her youth and delicacy?
34214	can he make A wish to change thee for?
34214	he cries-- The soule is fled forever, and I wrong Myselfe so long to lose her company, Must I talke now?
34214	like| a faint shad|ow, To wither my desires?
34214	or yours?
34214	or, if found how to enjoy?
34214	prays Philaster; and Arbaces struggling against temptation:"What art thou, that dost creep into my breast; And dar''st not see my face?"
34214	what a blockhead Would e''re have popt out such a dry Apologie For this dear friend?
34214	yours?
33080	( May I not believe by yourself?)
33080	------_Take it for a Rule, No Creature smarts so little as a Fool._ Now if this be true, to what purpose did you correct them?
33080	And pray, Sir, why my Name, under this scurvy Picture?
33080	And what Part of this Play, Sir, can you charge with a Theft either from any_ French_ Author, from_ Plautus_,_ Fletcher_,_ Congreve_, or_ Corneille_?
33080	But as he seems, notwithstanding, to have taken Offence from it, how well does this Soreness of Temper agree with what he elsewhere says of himself?
33080	But if Solitude pleases you, who shall say you are not in the right to enjoy it?
33080	But pray, Gentlemen, said I, if, as you seem to believe, his Defamation has more of Malice than Truth in it, does he not blacken himself by it?
33080	But what''s all this to you, Mr._ Pope_?
33080	But why am I answerable for that?
33080	Come then, let us see what your mighty Mountain is in Labour of?
33080	Did he at all intrench upon your Sovereignty in Verse, because he had now and then written a Comedy that succeeded?
33080	How comes it then, that in your Works you have so often treated him as a Dunce or an Enemy?
33080	How easily now can you see the Folly in another, which you yourself are so fond of?
33080	I hope your Temper is not so unhappy as to be offended, or in pain, when your Insults are return''d with Civilities?
33080	If either of us could be_ good_ Company, our being professed Poets, I hope would be no Objection to my Lord''s sometimes making one with us?
33080	If this is not a greater Tyranny than that of your_ Atticus_, at least you must allow it more ridiculous: For what have you gain''d by it?
33080	In a word, you seem in your_ Dunciad_, to have been angry at the rain for wetting you, why then would you go into it?
33080	Is a Tailor, that can make a new Coat well, the worse Workman, because he can mend an old one?
33080	Might it not have been taken in a more favourable Sense by any Man of the least Candour or Humanity?
33080	No, you could not, sure, believe, the World would take it for granted, that_ every_ low, vile Thing you had said of me, was evidently_ true_?
33080	Now let us enquire into the Justness of this Pretence, and whether Dulness in one Author gives another any right to abuse him for it?
33080	Or could not you bear, that any kind of Poetry, but that, to which you chiefly pretended, should meet with Applause?
33080	Or do those alter''d Plays at all take from the Merit of those more successful Pieces, which were entirely my own?
33080	Or had it not rather been a Mark of your Justice and Generosity, not to have pursued me with fresh Instances of your Ill- will upon it?
33080	Or would any sober Reader have seen more in the Line, than a wide mouthful of Ill- Manners?
33080	Or would my Impudence be less Impudence in Verse than in Prose?
33080	Or would my professing myself a Satyrist give me a Title to wipe my foul Pen upon the Face of every Man I did not like?
33080	Ought I, for this, to have had the stale Affront of_ Dull_, and_ Impudent_, repeated upon me?
33080	The question then becomes: why did he continually provoke Cibber, knowing the latter had such a story at hand?
33080	This I grant may be Vanity in me to say: But if what I believe is true, what a slovenly Conscience do you shew your Face with?
33080	Under this Class at least, you acquit him of having ever provoked you?
33080	Well, Sir, and am not I very well off, if you have nothing worse to say of me?
33080	Were these both wanting, as they both abound, Where could so firm integrity be found?
33080	What a merry mixt Mortal has Nature made you?
33080	What ought I to expect less, than that you would knock me down for it?
33080	What then must be the Consequence?
33080	Where could they find another formed so fit, To poise, with solid sense, a sprightly wit?
33080	Why then might it not be suppos''d an equal Truth, that Both our Assertions were equally false?
33080	Why then should I give myself the trouble to prove, what you, and the World are already convinc''d of?
33080	_ Are these Things So?_( 1740), and_ The Great Man''s Answer to Are these Things So?_( 1740).
33080	_ Are these Things So?_( 1740), and_ The Great Man''s Answer to Are these Things So?_( 1740).
33080	because, like you Dear_ Pope,_ too Bold in shewing it._ And so, if I am the King''s Fool; now, Sir, pray whose Fool are you?
33080	has Poet yet, or Peer, Lost the arched Eye- brow, or_ Parnassian_ Sneer?
33080	how could a Man of your stinging Capacity let so tame, so low a Reflexion escape him?
33080	or could it have lessen''d the Honour of your Understanding, to have taken this quiet Resentment of your frequent ill Usage in good part?
33080	or in private Company?
33080	or so vainly uncharitable as to value yourself for laughing at my Folly, in supposing you never had any real malicious Intention against me?
33080	or, admitting, that my deceived Opinion of your Goodness was so much real Simplicity and Ignorance, was not even That, at least, pardonable?
33080	then_ why_ so, good Mr._ Pope_?
33080	unless the happy Weakness of my Person might be my Protection?
33080	why may not you as well turn this pleasant Epigram into an involuntary Compliment?
33080	would his high Heart be contented, in his having the Choice of his Acquaintance so limited?
7775	Certainly, Sir,said the clerk,--"would you like any more-- fifty, or a hundred?"
7775	Did such a declaration,he asked,"warrant the idea that he was a friend to Democracy?
7775	Gl-- nb-- e, Gl-- nb-- e, What''s good for the scurvy? 7775 Have not you then received our letter?"
7775	Have you heard, my deer Anne, how my spirits are sunk? 7775 He might be asked,"he said,"why his name was not on the list of the Society for Reform?
7775	How then can Mr. Sheridan attribute to any postponement of his interests, actually made by the Committee, the present condition of his affairs? 7775 How then can we guarantee Mr. Hammersley in the payment of any sum out of this fund, so circumstanced?
7775	I see the rumors of war still continue-- Stocks continue to fall-- is that good or bad for the Ministers? 7775 Perhaps you would like to take two hundred, or three?"
7775	Should not something be done about the public amusements? 7775 You will see Mr. Horne Tooke''s advertisement to- day in the papers;--what do you think of that to complete the thing?
7775	_ Rogo vos, Judices_,--Mr. Hastings might well have said,--"_si iste disertus est, ideo me damnari oportet?_"[ Footnote: Seneca, Controvers.
7775	''Nay, now, David,( said Johnny,) did you not tell me my talents did not lie in tragedy?''
7775	''tis blue,''And, like him-- stain your honor too?
7775	*****"But I will ask Your Lordships, do you approve this representation?
7775	--''Then,( exclaimed Johnny,) gin they dinna lie there, where the de''il dittha lie, mon?''
7775	--would the Commons of England come to accuse or to arraign such acts of state- necessity?
7775	... What, then, is their object?
7775	All this was most true; but what did all this prove?
7775	Among other remarks, full of humor, he said,--"I should like to support the present Minister on fair ground; but what is he?
7775	And do gentlemen say that the indignant spirit which is roused by such exercise of government is unprovoked?
7775	Are these her features?
7775	Are you not aware of the important change in that department, and the advantage the country is likely to derive from that change?''
7775	Are you still a nurse?
7775	But can there be an Englishman so stupid, so besotted, so befooled, as to give a moment''s credit to such ridiculous professions?
7775	But how does it appear, now that the Right Honorable Gentleman is returned to office?
7775	But_ they_ are happy, with_ their_ little portion of the goods of this world:--then, what are riches good for?
7775	Did I ever authorize you to inform Lord Grenville that I had abandoned the idea of offering myself?
7775	Do I demand of you, my fellow- placemen and brother- pensioners, that you should sacrifice any part of your stipends to the public exigency?
7775	Do n''t you know that when once the King takes offence, he was never known to forgive?
7775	Do you ever see Mrs. Greville?
7775	Do you feel that this is the true image of Justice?
7775	Does it become the honesty of a Minister to grant?
7775	Does it suit the honor of a gentleman to ask at such a moment?
7775	For such an evil when proved, what remedy could be resorted to, but a radical amendment of the frame and fabric of the Constitution itself?
7775	For, ah, can changing seasons e''er restore The lov''d companion I must still deplore?
7775	Had he only one_ covered waggon_ to carry_ friends and goods_?
7775	Has everything been done to avert the evils of rebellion?
7775	Have you heard any thing of the Foreign Ministers respecting what the P. said at Bagshot?
7775	Have you heard of the cause?
7775	Having endeavored to defend himself from such an imputation, he concluded by saying,--"Was that a fair and candid mode of treating his arguments?
7775	He would ask what religious zeal or frenzy had added to the mad despair and horrors of war?
7775	How was it that the whole family did not move together?
7775	I hear from every body that your... are vastly disliked-- but are you not all kept in awe by such beauty?
7775	If the man was unworthy of the commonest offices of humanity while he lived, why all this parade of regret and homage over his tomb?
7775	Is this conciliation?
7775	Is this her countenance?
7775	Is this her gait or her mien?
7775	Is this lenity?
7775	Is this the character of British justice?
7775	Make Richardson write,--what has he better to do?
7775	Might not I as well accuse you of coldness, for not filling your letter with professions, at a time when your head must be full of business?
7775	Mr. Fox asked,"Was the Prince well advised in applying to that House on the subject of his debts, after the promise made in 1787?"
7775	Mr. Fox used to ask of a printed speech,"Does it read well?"
7775	Nay, even from those who seem to have no direct object of office or profit, what is the language which their actions speak?
7775	Old Truepenny, canst thou mole so fast i''the ground?''
7775	On the contrary; am I not daily increasing your emoluments and your numbers in proportion as the country becomes unable to provide for you?
7775	Or yield to Sentiment''s insipid rule, By Taste, by Fancy, chac''d through Scandal''s school?
7775	Should the Prince himself, you, or I, or Warren, be the person to speak to the Chancellor?
7775	Sir?
7775	The account?
7775	The time is come, when all honest and disinterested men should rally round the Throne as round a standard;--for what?
7775	True; but was not this also to be accounted for?
7775	Undoubtedly they are, and very considerably greater; but what is the proportion of the receipts?
7775	What are the people to think of our sincerity?--What credit are they to give to our professions?--Is this system to be persevered in?
7775	What is become of Becket''s, and the supper- parties,--the_ noctes coenaeque_?
7775	What is to be done next?
7775	What their justice?
7775	What their revenues?
7775	What then, is the probable profit, and what is a quarter of it worth?
7775	What was it then?
7775	What were their laws?
7775	Whatever he has_ now ought_ to be certain, or how will he know how to regulate his expenses?"
7775	When the government of Ireland was agreeable to the people, was there any discontent?
7775	Where, indeed, is the statesman that could bear to have his obliquities thus chronicled?
7775	Which is the handsomest?
7775	Why not have an union of the two Ministers, or, at least, some intelligible connection?
7775	Why, it might be asked, was it not carried into effect?
7775	Would you, like C----, pine with spleen, Because your bit of silk was green?
7775	You have never said a word of little Monkton:--has he any chance, or none?
7775	You will not cut your pound of flesh the nearest from the merchant''s heart?''
7775	and why are we driven to these observations and explanations?
7775	can it be denied that the reproaches of disappointment, through the great body of the Subscribers, would be directed against me and me alone?
7775	have you candor enough to think any thing equal to your own boy?
7775	is it impossible to make them resign their pretensions, and make peace with the Burgesses?
7775	is this a time for selfish intrigues, and the little dirty traffic for lucre and emolument?
7775	or has he left directions behind him that they may know where to call?
7775	or was it extortion?
7775	or where is the Cabinet that would not shrink from such an inroad of light into its recesses?
7775	this?)
7775	was it a bribe?
7775	were they, as regarded the individual himself, unpurchased?
7775	when conciliation was held out to the people of Ireland, was there any discontent?
44065	How is it possible to be otherwise,said Powel,"when I hear you speak?"
44065	''How do you know?
44065	--''Who have you to act it?''
44065	501) says:"Mr. Garrick asked him[ Cibber] if he had not in his possession, a comedy or two of his own writing.--''What then?''
44065	And for what Reason?
44065	And has not Colley still his lord and whore?
44065	And may we not, by a parity of Reason, suppose, that by his Neglect a fourth Part of it_ does_ fall to Ruin?
44065	And what less can we call that proud Man who would put another out of the World only for putting him out of Humour?
44065	And when I speak of our Errors, why may I not extenuate them by illustrious Examples?
44065	And why is there not as much Honesty in owning as in concealing it?
44065	And why should not a weak Man have the same Indulgence?
44065	And will Sir_ Richard_, then, make us no Compensation for so valuable a Loss in our Interests, and so palpable an Addition to our Labour?
44065	And yet had the Actors refus''d this Play, what Resentment might have been thought too severe for them?
44065	Are Defects and Disproportions to be the only labour''d Features in a Portrait?
44065	Are not you every Day complaining of your being over- labour''d?
44065	As, for Instance, how many fruitless Motions have been made in Parliaments to moderate the enormous Exactions in the Practice of the Law?
44065	But in_ Dogget_''s Case it may be ask''d, How was he to behave himself?
44065	But might not his House be oftener full if the Auditors were oftener pleas''d?
44065	But what are narrow Contracts to great Souls with growing Desires?
44065	But what is all this to the Theatrical Follies I was talking of?
44065	But why am I answerable for that?
44065	Could he then foresee he should, one time or other, be turn''d out of_ Drury- Lane_?
44065	Do not we find that even good Actions have their Share of it?
44065	For though to hide it may be Wisdom, to be without it is impossible; and where is the Merit of keeping a Secret which every Body is let into?
44065	His butchers Henley?
44065	How came the_ Athenians_ to lay out an Hundred Thousand Pounds upon the Decorations of one single Tragedy of_ Sophocles_?
44065	How long, too, has the Publick been labouring for a Bridge at_ Westminster_?
44065	How many sensible Husbands endure the teizing Tongue of a froward Wife only because she is the weaker Vessel?
44065	How many_ Whigs_ and_ Tories_ have chang''d their Parties, when their good or bad Pretensions have met with a Check to their higher Preferment?
44065	How often does History shew us, in the same State of Courts, the same Politicks have been practis''d?
44065	How should they have been able to act, or rise to any Excellence, if you supposed them not to feel or understand what you offer''d them?
44065	If either of us could be_ good_ Company, our being professed Poets, I hope would be no Objection to my Lord''s sometimes making one with us?
44065	If what I have said carries any Truth in it, why might not the original Form of this Theatre be restor''d?
44065	In what Shape could we listen to Virtue with equal Delight or Appetite of Instruction?
44065	Is it of more use to the Publick to know their Errors than their Perfections?
44065	Let them the_ Traytor_ or_ Volpone_ try, Could they Rage like_ Cethegus_, or like_ Cassius_ die?
44065	Or did his mere Appetite of Architecture urge him to build a House, while he could not be sure he should ever have leave to make use of it?
44065	Or how are you sure your Friend, the infallible Judge to whom you read your fine Piece, might be sincere in the Praises he gave it?
44065	Or why, indeed, may I not suppose that a sensible Reader will rather laugh than look grave at the Pomp of my Parallels?
44065	Or, indeed, might not you have thought the best Judge a bad one if he had disliked it?
44065	The excuse for its introduction was found in these lines from the"Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot":--"Whom have I hurt?
44065	To these Questions I can only answer with two or three more, Was he to punish himself because another was in the wrong?
44065	To what then could this Success be owing, but to the intrinsick and naked Value of the well- conducted Tales he has simply told us?
44065	Was he a Prophet?
44065	Was it not written by_ Shakespear_, and was not_ Shakespear_ one of the greatest Genius''s that ever lived?
44065	Well, and what then?
44065	Were passionate Insults to be born for Years together?
44065	What are we to think of his taking this Lease in the height of his Prosperity, when he could have no Occasion for it?
44065	What''s all this idle Prate, you may say, to the matter in hand?
44065	Why are you not( said I) where you know you only should be?
44065	Why do n''t they give Porter those parts?
44065	Why is the Account of Life to be so unequally stated?
44065	Why may not I plainly say, it was not the Play, but Me, who had a Hand in it, they did not like?
44065	Why then should we not always consider that the Rashness of Abuse is but the false Reason of a weak Man?
44065	[ 136] If I am ask''d( after my condemning these Fooleries myself) how I came to assent or continue my Share of Expence to them?
44065	[ 137] Now let me ask an odd Question: Had_ Harry the Fourth_ of_ France_ a better Excuse for changing his Religion?
44065	[ Footnote 262: What can be more ridiculous than the following anecdote?
44065	_ Apollo._ How?
44065	_ Ground._ What are you doing here?
44065	and that offensive Terms are only used to supply the want of Strength in Argument?
44065	but what''s all this to the Purpose?_ Take, therefore, in some part, Example by the Author last mention''d!
44065	has poet yet or peer Lost the arch''d eyebrow or Parnassian sneer?
44065	his freemasons Moore?"
44065	if they were good Actors, why not?
44065	if they were not asham''d of it, why did not they publish it?
44065	is the Puppy mad?
44065	or by not allowing them greater than the greatest Men have been subject to?
44065	or how often does Necessity make many unhappy Gentlemen turn Authors in spite of Nature?
44065	said I, is that all?
44065	that it is as inseparable from our Being as our Nakedness?
44065	then_ why_ so, good Mr._ Pope_?
44065	what was all this Grievance when weighed against the Qualifications of so grave and staunch a Senator as_ Collier_?
44065	what was paltry Pelf to Glory?
44065	with how much Ease would such a Director have brought them to better Order?
44064	Tell, if you can, which did the worse,_ Caligula_, or_ Gr-- n''s_[ Grafton''s] Gr-- ce? 44064 --How now,_ Sir Courtly_,"said I,"what the devil makes thee in this pickle?"
44064	--"What matters it how''twas got,"says he;"can you tell me anything that''s good for it?"
44064	And can it add to his Delight that now no Monarch has such room to do mischief in?
44064	And if I have a tolerable Feature, will not that as much belong to my Picture as an Imperfection?
44064	And is not glad, with all his Heart, To hang so sad a Dog?_ IV.
44064	And is not that Law of a milder Nature which_ prevents_ a Crime, than that which_ punishes_ it after it is committed?
44064	And what Grace or Master- strokes of Action can we conceive such ungain Hoydens to have been capable of?
44064	And what think you?
44064	And when I have done it, you may reasonably ask me of what Importance can the History of my private Life be to the Publick?
44064	And wou''d''st thou stand so sure a Lay?
44064	Being so near the Table, you may naturally ask me what I might have heard to have pass''d in Conversation at it?
44064	But can you inform me_ Truman_, when publick Theaters were first erected for this purpose in_ London_?
44064	But what will not Satiety depreciate?
44064	But, prithee,_ Truman_, what became of these Players when the Stage was put down, and the Rebellion rais''d?
44064	By what Rule, then, are we to judge of our true National Taste?
44064	Can you guess of what Antiquity the representing of Religious Matters, on the Stage, hath been in_ England_?
44064	Can you make me more ridiculous than Nature has made me?
44064	Does not the general Opinion of Mankind suppose that the Honour and Reputation of a Minister is, or ought to be, as dear to him as his Life?
44064	Does not this prove that there is very near as much Enchantment in the well- govern''d Voice of an Actor as in the sweet Pipe of an Eunuch?
44064	Even admitting they were injudiciously chosen, would it not be Vanity in me to take Shame to myself for not being found a Wise Man?
44064	Expose me?
44064	Fools have as good a Right to be Readers as Men of Sense have, and why not to give their Judgments too?
44064	For may it not be more laudable to raise an Estate( whether in Wealth or Fame) by Pains and honest Industry than to be born to it?
44064	From what one Article will the Improvement of it appear?
44064	Have you seen Mr._ Collier_''s book?
44064	Having brought myself to be easy under whatever the World may say of my Undertaking, you may still ask me why I give myself all this trouble?
44064	Here I confess my Judgment at a Loss, whether in this I give him more or less than his due Praise?
44064	Here, perhaps, I may again seem to be vain; but if all these Facts are true( as true they are) how can I help it?
44064	How do I know but then they may be all in a Mutiny, and_ mayhap_( that was his Expression) with_ Powel_ at the Head of''em?"
44064	How does that appear?
44064	How gladly, in my time of being a Sharer, would we have given four times her Income to an Actress of equal Merit?
44064	How long must a Man so injur''d lie bleeding before the Pain and Anguish of his Fame( if it suffers wrongfully) can be dispell''d?
44064	How many shining Actors have the warm Scenes of his Genius given to Posterity?
44064	How much less dangerous or offensive, then, is the_ written_ than the_ acted_ Scandal?
44064	How terrible a Weapon is Satyr in the Hand of a great Genius?
44064	How then shall I describe what a better Judge might not be able to express?
44064	How was it possible so many could honestly subsist on what was fit to be seen?
44064	How would he have drawn_ Fortune trembling_?
44064	I know it is the common Opinion, That the more Play- houses the more Emulation; I grant it; but what has this Emulation ended in?
44064	If I confess my Vanity while a Boy, can it be Vanity, when a Man, to remember it?
44064	If it is unjust, why should I suppose that a sensible Reader will not see it, as well as myself?
44064	If these Circumstances have made me vain, shall I say, Sir, you are accountable for them?
44064	If these valiant Gentlemen pretend to be Lovers of Plays, why will they deter Gentlemen from giving them such as are fit for Gentlemen to see?
44064	In his"Letter"to Pope, 1742, he answers Pope''s line,"And has not Colley still his Lord and Whore?"
44064	In what Colours would he have shewn us_ Glory perch''d upon a Beaver_?
44064	In what private Cabinet then must this wondrous Monarch lock up his Happiness that common Eyes are never to behold it?
44064	In_ Oroonoko_[330]( and why may I not name another, tho''it be my own?)
44064	Is any one more unhappy, more ridiculous, than he who is always labouring to be thought so, or that is impatient when he is not thought so?
44064	Is it for Fame, or Profit to myself,[6] or Use or Delight to others?
44064	Is it, like his Person, a Prisoner to its own Superiority?
44064	Is their vast Value in seeing his vulgar Subjects stare at them, wise Men smile at them, or his Children play with them?
44064	Is there any blood shed here between these knaues?
44064	Johnson?_ How dare you name_ Ben.
44064	Johnson_ in these times?
44064	May not one think it amazing that the Liberty of defaming lawful Power and Dignity should have been so eloquently contended for?
44064	Might we not strengthen this Argument, too, even by the Eloquence that seem''d to have opposed this Law?
44064	Must Shakespear, Fletcher, and laborious Ben, Be left for Scaramouch and Harlaquin?"]
44064	Now I have laid myself at your Feet, what will you do with me?
44064	Now, is it not hard that it should be a doubt whether this Lady''s Condition or ours were the more melancholy?
44064	Or are we to suppose it unnatural that a Murther should be thoroughly committed out of an old red Coat and a black Perriwig?
44064	Or can the new Extent of his Dominions add a Cubit to his Happiness?
44064	Or does he at last poorly place it in the Triumph of his injurious Devastations?
44064	Or if the Particularity lies in owning my Weakness, will my wisest Reader be so inhuman as not to pardon it?
44064	Or is the Outrage of Hunger and Necessity more enormous than the Ravage of Ambition?
44064	Or why was I kept a third Day with you, to tell you more of the same Story?
44064	Or, admit I were able to expose them by a laughing Reply, will not that Reply beget a Rejoinder?
44064	Perhaps the very Words of_ Shakespear_ will better let you into my Meaning:_ Must I give way and room to your rash Choler?
44064	Shall I be frighted when a Madman stares?_ And a little after,_ There is no Terror,_ Cassius,_ in your Looks_!
44064	Shall I go a little farther?
44064	Shall a place be put down, when we see it affords_ Fit wives for great poets_, and whores for great lords?
44064	Sir_ Coll,_ is that thy Way, Thy own dull Praise to write?
44064	The Actors?
44064	The other retorted aloud,''_ Thomas Appletree_?
44064	Was not his Empire wide enough before to do good in?
44064	Well, when the Dust has been brusht from his Purple, what will he do next?
44064	Were not those Patentees most sagacious Oeconomists that could lay hold on so notable an Expedient to lessen their Charge?
44064	Were there so many Companies?
44064	What Appetite, then, are these shining Treasures food for?
44064	What Author would not envy me so frolicksome a Fault that had such publick Honours paid to it?
44064	What a Mockery is Greatness without them?
44064	What an involuntary Compliment did the Reporters of this falshood make me?
44064	What kind of Playhouses had they before the Wars?
44064	When the Fray was over I took my Friend aside, and ask''d him, How he came to be so earnestly against me?
44064	When they confine themselves to a sober Criticism upon what I write; if their Censure is just, what answer can I make to it?
44064	Whereas the Stage, he could not but know, was generally allow''d, when rightly conducted, to be a delightful Method of mending our Morals?
44064	Why am I oblig''d to conceal them?
44064	Why are Histories written, if all Men are not to judge of them?
44064	Why not?
44064	Why so?
44064	Why then is an Actor more blemish''d than a Cardinal?
44064	Why then was I desired the next Day to give you a second Lecture?
44064	Why, dear Sir, does not every Man that writes expose himself?
44064	Will it arise from the conscious Pride of having done his weaker Enemy an Injury?
44064	Will it, however, admit of a Question, which of the two Compositions a good Writer would rather wish to have been the Author of?
44064	Will not they judge as well from what_ I_ say as what_ You_ say?
44064	Yet even there, how liable is Prejudice to misuse it?
44064	Yet if his Scenes really were, as to me they always seem''d, delightful, are they not, thus expeditiously written, the more surprising?
44064	You may well ask me, How could I possibly commit such a Wantonness to Paper?
44064	[ 111] Where, then, must have lain the Charm that once made the Publick so partial to this Tragedy?
44064	[ 176] How unaccountably, then, does a Genius for the Stage make its way towards Perfection?
44064	[ 198] Is it possible that such Auditors can receive Delight, or think it any Praise to them, to prosecute so injurious, so unmanly a Treatment?
44064	[ 372] When I ask''d him where were his Actors, and in what manner he intended to proceed?
44064	[ 40] Shall I be sincere?
44064	[ Footnote 41:"_ Frankly._ Is it not commendable in a Man of Parts, to be warmly concerned for his Reputation?
44064	[ Footnote 73:"As where''s that palace whereinto foul things Sometimes intrude not?"
44064	_ Author[ Cibber]._ And would it not be as well, if their Works defended themselves?"
44064	_ Can none remember?
44064	_ Joseph._ A Gods sake, is she with child, sche?
44064	_ Lord Place._ Sack, say you?
44064	_ Pard._ Why sholde I suffre the, more than thou me?
44064	_ Who sees thee in_ Iago''s_ Part, But thinks thee such a Rogue?
44064	and a Desire to know what a Spirit so seemingly distrest might wish or enjoin a sorrowful Son to execute towards his future Quiet in the Grave?
44064	and allow that this Extreme is more pardonable than its opposite Error?
44064	and own my frailty?
44064	and what of all this?
44064	do n''t you know my name, Bob?
44064	how can a single_ girdle_ do me good, when a_ Brace_ was my destruction?"''
44064	how weak are the strongest Works of Art when Nature besieges it?
44064	little more than a Declaration that there was such a Right in being; but who ever saw it enjoy''d?
44064	my name is Will Pinkethman:''and, immediately addressing an inhabitant of the upper regions, he said''Hark you, friend; do n''t you know my name?''
44064	or rather, shall I in some measure excuse them?
44064	since all this is so far out of the reach of Description, how shall I shew you_ Betterton_?
44064	they always clap him on a black Perriwig?
44064	what are those?
44064	what can Truth avail, when its Dependance is much more upon the Ignorant than the sensible Auditor?
44064	what has that avail''d?
44064	when it is well known one of the greatest Rogues in_ England_ always wears a fair one_?
44064	whether that may yet draw him nearer to you?
6741	''Shall I be ill to- day?--shall I be nervous?'' 6741 Ah, why should the glittering stream Reflect thus delusive the scene?
6741	Ca n''t bear to be doing nothing.--''Can I do anything for any body any where?'' 6741 How is the Saint to- day?
6741	Is it impossible to contrive this? 6741 So, Nico-- how comes it you are so late in your inquiries after your mistress?
6741	Sweet tut''ress of music and love, Sweet bird, if''tis thee that I hear, Why left you so early the grove, To lavish your melody here? 6741 Welcome, welcome*****"_ Pev._ What art thou?
6741	Welcome, welcome,& c._ Pev._ Who art thou?
6741	Who has not heard each poet sing The powers of Heliconian spring? 6741 You dogs, I''m Jupiter Imperial, King, Emperor, and Pope aetherial, Master of th''Ordnance of the sky.--"_ Sim._ Z----ds, where''s the ordnance?
6741	_ 1st Dev._ True, true,--Helial, where is thy catch? 6741 _ Arn._ What, is she here?
6741	_ Brisk._ I know whom you mean-- but, deuce take her, I ca n''t hit off her name either-- paints, d''ye say? 6741 _ Brisk._ Who?
6741	_ Cler._ Then I think I have a right to expect an implicit answer from you, whether you are in any respect privy to her elopement? 6741 _ Col._ For shame, Mopsa-- now, I say Maister Lubin, must n''t she give me a kiss to make it well?
6741	_ Colin._ What, ca n''t he bite? 6741 _ Duenna._ How, Sir-- am I so like your mother?
6741	_ Duenna._ What is your friend saying, Don? 6741 _ Duenna._ What then, Sir, are you comparing me to some wanton-- some courtezan?
6741	_ Glee._What''s a woman good for?
6741	_ Hunts._ Nor like thee ever shall-- but would''st thou leave this place, and live with such as I am? 6741 _ Hunts._ Oh never such as thou art-- witness all...."_ Reg._ Then wherefore couldst thou not live here?
6741	_ Isaac._ Stay, dear Madam-- my friend meant-- that you put him in mind of what his mother was when a girl-- didn''t you, Moses? 6741 _ Jarv._''China for ditto''--"_ Sir P._ What, does he eat out of china?
6741	_ Jerome._ Have they? 6741 _ Lady Clio._''What am I reading?''
6741	_ Lady F._ Ay, my dear, were you? 6741 _ Lady S._ But is that sufficient, do you think?
6741	_ Lady S._ But you seem disturbed; and where are Maria and Sir Benjamin? 6741 _ Lady S._ Clerimont, why do you leave us?
6741	_ Lady S._ Did you circulate the report of Lady Brittle''s intrigue with Captain Boastall? 6741 _ Lady S._ Have you answered Sir Benjamin''s last letter in the manner I wished?
6741	_ Lady S._ What have you done as to the innuendo of Miss Niceley''s fondness for her own footman? 6741 _ Lady Sneerwell._ Well, my love, have you seen Clerimont to- day?
6741	_ Lady T._ But how shall I be sure now that you are sincere? 6741 _ Lady T._ Do you think so?
6741	_ Lady T._ Shall I tell you the truth? 6741 _ Lady T._ Sincerely, I never thought about you; did you imagine that age was catching?
6741	_ Lady T._ What, musing, or thinking of me? 6741 _ Lady T._ Why, Sir Peter, would you starve the poor animal?
6741	_ Lord F._ Why, they are of a pretty fancy; but do n''t you think them rather of the smallest? 6741 _ M._ But do n''t you think it may be too grave?
6741	_ M._ Sir, I have read your comedy, and I think it has infinite merit, but, pray, do n''t you think it rather grave? 6741 _ Macd._ But pray, Mr. Simile, how did Ixion get into heaven?
6741	_ Mar._ How can I believe your love sincere, when you continue still to importune me? 6741 _ Mar._ Nay, madam, have I not done everything you wished?
6741	_ Mar._ That you shall ever be entitled to-- then I may depend upon your honor? 6741 _ Monop._ Tom, where is Amphitryon?
6741	_ Moses._ Where is your mistress? 6741 _ Nico._ Oh mercy, no-- we find a great comfort in our sorrow-- don''t we, Lubin?
6741	_ Osc._ But why do n''t you rouse yourselves, and, since you can meet with no requital of your passion, return the proud maid scorn for scorn? 6741 _ Osc._ Have n''t you spoke with her since her return?
6741	_ Pev._ And art thou not ashamed to draw the sword for thou know''st not what-- and to be the victim and food of others''folly? 6741 _ Pev._ Are you not one of those who fawn and lie, and cringe like spaniels to those a little higher, and take revenge by tyranny on all beneath?
6741	_ Pev._ How rose you then? 6741 _ Pev._ This crime is new-- what shall we do with him?"
6741	_ Pev._ Thou dost not now deny it? 6741 _ Pev._ Wast thou in the battle of--?
6741	_ Pev._ What sort of a man? 6741 _ Pev._ What was the quarrel?
6741	_ Pev._ What, art thou a soldier too? 6741 _ Pev._ What, thou wert amorous?
6741	_ Pev._ Your name? 6741 _ Pev._ Your use?
6741	_ Reg._ It is no ill thing, is it? 6741 _ Reg._ Why may not you live here with such as I?
6741	_ Sim._ This hint I took from Handel.--Well, how do you think we go on? 6741 _ Sim._ Was it not?
6741	_ Sim._ Zounds, he''s not arrested too, is he? 6741 _ Sir B._ I believe you are pretty right there; but what follows?
6741	_ Sir B._ To my great honor, sir.--Well, my dear friend? 6741 _ Sir P._ Then you wish me dead?
6741	_ Sir P._ Why did you say so? 6741 _ Smith._ Where?
6741	_ Song._Wilt thou then leave me?
6741	_ Spat._ But how can you hope to succeed? 6741 _ Spat._ But will not Maria, on the least unkindness of Clerimont, instantly come to an explanation?
6741	_ Spat._ Have I ever shown myself one moment unconscious of what I owe you? 6741 _ Spat._ Have you taken any measure for it?
6741	_ Spat._ Perhaps his nephew, the baronet, Sir Benjamin Backbite, is the happy man? 6741 _ Teaz._ Are those their bills in your hand?
6741	_ Teaz._ What the deuce was the matter with the seat? 6741 _ Teaz._ Who''s there?
6741	_ Young P._ Am I doomed for ever to suspense? 6741 _ Young P._ I was thinking unkindly of you; do you know now that you must repay me for this delay, or I must be coaxed into good humor?
6741	_[ Footnote: The Epicurean] The pretty lines,Mark''d you her cheek of rosy hue?"
6741	*****"''Shall you be at Lady----''s?
6741	*****"A man intriguing, only for the reputation of it-- to his confidential servant:''Who am I in love with now?''
6741	*****"What are the affectations you chiefly dislike?
6741	*****"_ Sir P._ Then, you never had a desire to please me, or add to my happiness?
6741	--''Lady L. has promised to meet me in her carriage to- morrow-- where is the most public place?''
6741	--''Well, any news?''
6741	--''Were you at the Grecian to- day?''
6741	--''What, is''t a secret?''
6741	.... Mark''d you her cheek of rosy hue?
6741	Ah, why does a rosy- ting''d beam Thus vainly enamel the green?
6741	Among the former kind is the following elaborate conceit:--"_ Falk._ Has Lydia changed her mind?
6741	Amphitryon!--''tis Simile calls.--Why, where the devil is he?
6741	And does that thought affect thee too, The thought of Sylvio''s death, That he who only breathed for you, Must yield that faithful breath?
6741	Ask''st thou how long my love will stay, When all that''s new is past;-- How long, ah Delia, can I say How long my life will last?
6741	Betsey informs me you have written to him again-- have you heard from him?....
6741	But had Mr. Hastings the merit of exhibiting either of these descriptions of greatness,--even of the latter?
6741	But where does Laura pass her lonely hours?
6741	But you, oh you, by nature formed of gentler kind, can_ you_ endure the biting storm?
6741	But, may I ask how such sweet excellence as thine could be hid in such a place?
6741	By that rule, why do you indulge in the least superfluity?
6741	Ca n''t the under part(''A smoky house,& c.'') be sung by one person and the other two change?
6741	Cand._ So, Lady Sneerwell, how d''ye do?
6741	Candor._ But sure you would not be quite so severe on those who only report what they hear?
6741	Did your ladyship never hear how poor Miss Shepherd lost her lover and her character last summer at Scarborough?
6741	Does she still haunt the grot and willow- tree?
6741	For you, I have departed from truth, and contaminated my mind with falsehood-- what could I do more to serve you?
6741	H._ True, gallant Raleigh.--"_ Dangle._ What, had they been talking before?
6741	Have you forgot the pistol?
6741	Have you not wrought on me to proffer my love to Lady Sneerwell?
6741	How shall I be sure you love me?
6741	I ask you to tell me sincerely-- have you ever perceived it?
6741	I expect Sir Benjamin and his uncle this morning-- why, Maria, do you always leave our little parties?
6741	I fear where that devil Lady Patchet is concerned there can be no good-- but is there not a son?
6741	I need not repeat my caution as to Clerimont?
6741	I never was more posed: I''m sure you can not mean that ridiculous old knight, Sir Christopher Crab?
6741	I''m glad to find I have worked on him so far;--fie, Maria, have you so little regard for me?
6741	If their intentions were right, why should they fear to have their power balanced, and their conduct examined?
6741	If you do n''t like it for words, will you give us one?
6741	Is he not attached to you?
6741	Is her hand so white and pure?
6741	Is it indeed the dread abode of guilt, or refuge of a band of thieves?
6741	Is it not solely to be traced in great actions directed to great ends?
6741	Is not such conduct actionable?
6741	Major Wesley''s Miss Montague?
6741	Maria, child, how dost?
6741	Mark''d you her eye of sparkling blue?
6741	Meli, what say you?
6741	More shame for them!--What business have honor or titles to survive, when property is extinct?
6741	Must I praise her melody?
6741	Must I, with attentive eye, Watch her heaving bosom sigh?
6741	O rat the fellow,--where can all his sense lie, To gallify the lady so immensely?
6741	Of the many you have seen here, have you ever observed me, secretly, to favor one?
6741	Pray what is the meaning of my hearing so seldom from Bath?
6741	Shall Silvio from his wreath of various flowr''s Neglect to cull one simple sweet for thee?
6741	Shall we who reign lords here, again lend ourselves to swell the train of tyranny and usurpation?
6741	Sir Benjamin or Clerimont?
6741	So lovely all-- where shall the bard be found, Who can to_ one_ alone attune his lays?
6741	There, Madam, do not you think we shall do your Rivals some justice?
6741	Therefore my idea is, that he should make a flourish at''Shall I grieve thee?''
6741	Thornhill, can you wish to add infamy to their poverty?
6741	Tom, are not you prepared?
6741	Well, Jarvis?
6741	Well, who is''t you are to marry at last?
6741	What confidence can he ever have in me, if he once finds I have broken my word to him?
6741	What country does your bear come from?
6741	What do you mean by the projects of a man''s_ nature_?
6741	What is there you could not command me in?
6741	What then have the Greeks or Romans to do with our music?
6741	What therefore could they gain by such a connection?
6741	What think you of Clerimont?
6741	What think you of turning methodist, Jack?
6741	What various charms the admiring youth surround, How shall he sing, or how attempt to praise?
6741	What, plagued to death?''
6741	What, shall I stop short with the game in full view?
6741	Where am I now?
6741	Wo n''t you join with us?
6741	Would she have me praise her hair?
6741	Yet, do I bear any enmity to you, as my rival?
6741	You know Lady Patchet?
6741	You were very tardy; what are your sisters about?
6741	_ Do I know how long my life shall yet endure?
6741	am I not slighted for you?
6741	and on what provocation?
6741	and sees''t thou Myra''s eyes?
6741	canst thou go from me, To woo the fair that love the gaudy day?
6741	could n''t you leave Tom[ Footnote: Mrs. Sheridan''s eldest brother] to superintend the concert for a few days?
6741	cries the old deaf dowager Lady Bowlwell,''has Miss Shepherd of Ramsgate been brought to bed of twins?''
6741	did my Lord say that I was always very busy?
6741	does she give her footmen a hundred a year?
6741	have you expended the hundred pounds I gave you for her use?
6741	in the tyring room?
6741	my Lady Toothless?
6741	no, no-- it was thirty months he said, Ma''am-- wasn''t it, Moses?
6741	shall you be turned to the nipping blast, and not a door be open to give you shelter?"
6741	speak on-- and yet, methinks, he should not kneel so-- why are you afraid, Sir?
6741	upon my vord vary pritt,--_thrum, thrum, thrum,_--stay, stay,--_thrum, thrum,_--Hoa?
6741	what was thy employment then, friend?
6741	why did she not fairly tell me that she was weary of my addresses?
6741	why did you ever hear any people in the clouds sing plain?
6741	would you put me to the shame of being known to love a man who disregards me?
10587	What,says Ethalion,"must the ship''s whole crew Follow your humour, and depend on you?"
10587	''A truce?''
10587	''All whither,''cries Narcissus,''dost thou fly?
10587	''And pray what''s this, and this, dear sir?''
10587	''Beside, If boys can mortify thy pride, How wilt thou stand the ridicule Of our whole flock?
10587	''But why such haste?''
10587	''Can spleen contain?
10587	''Friend,''quoth the cur,''I meant no harm; Then, why so captious?
10587	''Hast thou, thou most ungrateful sot, My charge, my only charge forgot?
10587	''How fares my girl?
10587	''Is there no hope?''
10587	''Say, friend, what care Calls for thy honest labour there?''
10587	''Shall I,''says he,''of tender age, In this important care engage?
10587	''Tis every country- bubble''s ca nt; Am I the patroness of vice?
10587	''To hear you prate would vex a saint; Who hath most reason of complaint?''
10587	''Ungrateful creatures, whence arise These murmurs which offend the skies?
10587	''Well, puss,''says man,''and what can you To benefit the public do?''
10587	''What can one do?
10587	''What foe( to frustrate my designs) My schemes thus nightly countermines?''
10587	''When,''says the boy,''had I to do With either your affairs or you?
10587	''Whence is this dread of every creature?
10587	''Where, sir, is all this dainty cheer?
10587	''While there is life, there''s hope,''he cried;''Then why such haste?''
10587	''Why are those tears?
10587	''Why so severe?''
10587	''Why was this idle charge?''
10587	3 The merchant, robb''d of pleasure, Sees tempests in despair: But what''s the loss of treasure, To losing of my dear?
10587	4 How can they say that nature Has nothing made in vain; Why then beneath the water Should hideous rocks remain?
10587	A Barley- mow, which stood beside, Thus to its musing master cried:''Say, good sir, is it fit or right To treat me with neglect and slight?
10587	Acrisius from the Grecian walls repelled This boasted power; why then should Pentheus yield?
10587	Addressing now the fly:''From you What public service can accrue?''
10587	Against plain facts shall I engage, To vindicate our righteous age?
10587	Aloof he bays, with bristling hair, And thus in secret growls his fear:''Who knows but truth, in this disguise, May frustrate my best- guarded lies?
10587	Am I a privilege denied, Indulged by every tongue beside?
10587	Am I for life by compact bound To tread the wheel''s eternal round?
10587	Am I to blame, If men in morals are the same?
10587	An honest pismire, warm with zeal, In justice to the public weal, Thus spoke:''The nation''s hoard is low, From whence doth this profusion flow?
10587	And do not tyrants, prouder things, Think men were born for slaves to kings?
10587	And does the plough for this my body tear?
10587	And who shall now on Juno''s altars wait, When those she hates grow greater by her hate?
10587	And would she thus my search prevent?
10587	And, lest the guilty hear and dread, Shall not the decalogue be read?
10587	Are not his hours by want depress''d?
10587	Are those poor sweepings of a groom, That filthy sight, that nauseous fume, Meet objects here?
10587	Art thou the herald of disgrace, Denouncing war to all thy race?
10587	Ask those who know me, if distrust E''er found me treacherous or unjust?
10587	At this, galled Reynard winced and swore Such language ne''er was given before:_ 100''What''s lamb to me?
10587	Because my blessings are abused, Must I be censured, cursed, accused?
10587	Besides, if pensions were denied, Could avarice support its pride?
10587	But grant me guilty; what has Neptune done?
10587	But shall I hide your real praise, Or tell you what a nation says?
10587	But tell me how the friendship grew Between that paltry flint and you?''
10587	But what are these?
10587	But whither roves my devious Muse, intent On antique tales, while yet the royal stag Unsung remains?
10587	But who can drive the numerous breed?
10587	But who can run the British triumphs o''er, And count the flames dispersed on every shore?
10587	But who is he Fresh as a rose- bud newly blown, and fair As opening lilies; on whom every eye With joy and admiration dwells?
10587	But why on me those curses thrown?
10587	But why should I despair?
10587	By promises so often paid, Is yet your tailor''s bill defrayed?
10587	By these have laws and rights been braved; By these were free- born men enslaved: When battles and invasion cease, Why swarm they in a land of peace?
10587	Call ye that your own?
10587	Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise?
10587	Can he discern the different natures, And weigh the power of other creatures_ 40 Who by the partial work hath shown He knows so little of his own?
10587	Can he pour health into his veins, Or cool the fever''s restless pains?
10587	Can he( worn down in Nature''s course) New- brace his feeble nerves with force?
10587	Can hollow timbrels, can a drunken shout, And the lewd clamours of a beastly rout, Thus quell your courage?
10587	Can man, weak man, thy power defeat?
10587	Can neither injuries of time, nor age, Damp thy poetic heat, and quench thy rage?
10587	Can nothing quell thy thunder''s rage, Which spares no friend, nor sex, nor age?
10587	Can such offence your anger wake?
10587	Can those prolong one gasp of breath, Or calm the troubled hour of death?
10587	Can thy good deeds in former times Outweigh the balance of thy crimes?
10587	Canst thou discern another''s mind?
10587	Consider Courts: what draws their train?
10587	Consider man in every sphere, Then tell me is your lot severe?
10587	Could fools to keep their own contrive, On what, on whom could gamesters thrive?
10587	Dares man upon himself confide?
10587	Did I e''er faith or friendship break?
10587	Did I e''er see him life enjoy?
10587	Did I the nightly watches keep, Could thieves invade you while you sleep?''
10587	Did I the shuffling art reveal, 105 To mark the cards, or range the deal?
10587	Did I, base wretch, corrupt mankind?
10587	Did man from him first learn to fawn?
10587	Did not thy headstrong youth disdain To learn the conduct of the rein?
10587	Did princely ears to truth attend, What minister could gain his end?
10587	Do not the mason''s toil and care Protect him from the inclement air?
10587	Do not we just abhorrence find Against the toad and serpent kind?
10587	Does art, wit, wisdom, or address, Obtain the prostitute''s caress?
10587	Does commerce suffer in her rights?
10587	Does it not lovers''hearts explain, And drudge to raise the merchant''s gain?
10587	Does it to Chloe''s charms conduce, To found her praise on our abuse?
10587	Does justice or the client''s sense Teach lawyers either side''s defence?
10587	Does not the cutler''s art supply The ornament that guards his thigh?
10587	Does not the hawk all fowls survey, As destined only for his prey?
10587	Does not the hound betray our pace, And gins and guns destroy our race?
10587	Endued with native strength and fire, Why called I not the lion sire?
10587	Ere I begin, I must premise Our ministers are good and wise; So, though malicious tongues apply, Pray what care they, or what care I?
10587	Fly they our figure or our nature?''
10587	Forth from his yard a tanner flies, And to the bold intruder cries:''A cudgel shall correct your manners, Whence sprung this cursed hate to tanners?
10587	Had I with milliners been bred, What had I been?
10587	Had he the real likeness shown, Would any man the picture own?
10587	Hast thou old Greece and Rome surveyed, And the vast sense of Plato weighed?
10587	Hath Socrates thy soul refined, And hast thou fathomed Tully''s mind?
10587	Hath no one since his death applied?''
10587	Hath thy toil O''er books consumed the midnight oil?
10587	Have you a friend( look round and spy) So fond, so prepossessed as I?
10587	Have you( as times required) resigned Truth, honour, virtue, peace of mind?
10587	Have you( like those she raised to place) Been opportunely mean and base?
10587	He saw the boy''s confusion in his face,_ 40 Surprised at all the wonders of the place; And cries aloud,''What wants my son?
10587	High on the twig I''ve seen you cling; Play, twist and turn in airy ring: How can those clumsy things, like me, Fly with a bound from tree to tree?
10587	How could he raise his tools to place, And how his honest foes disgrace?
10587	How does the miser time employ?
10587	How little is their interest known?
10587	How long, great poet, shall thy sacred lays Provoke our wonder, and transcend our praise?
10587	How went the morning chase?''
10587	I grant it does: and who''s so great, That has the privilege to cheat?
10587	I hope corruption, bribery, pension, One may with detestation mention:_ 60 Think you the law( let who will take it) Can_ scandalum magnatum_ make it?
10587	I strike at vice, be''t where it will; And what if great folks take it ill?
10587	If I lash vice in general fiction, Is''t I apply, or self- conviction?
10587	If general morals seem to joke On ministers, and such like folk, A captious fool may take offence; What then?
10587	If jealous foes Thy rights of commerce dare oppose,_ 10 Shall not thy fleets their rapine awe?
10587	If we''re too scrupulously just, What profit''s in a place of trust?
10587	If''tis offence such truths to tell, Why do your merits thus excel?
10587	Impertinence at first is borne With heedless slight, or smiles of scorn; Teased into wrath, what patience bears The noisy fool who perseveres?
10587	Is happiness your point in view?
10587	Is innocence secure?
10587	Is it Adonis for the chase arrayed?
10587	Is it ambition fires thy breast, Or avarice that ne''er can rest?
10587	Is it in charity you game, To save your worthy gang from shame?
10587	Is nature''s choicest gift debarred?
10587	Is not the poet''s chiming close Censured by all the sons of prose?
10587	Is then my high descent forgot?
10587	Is then your other husband dead?
10587	Is there a bard whom genius fires, Whose every thought the god inspires?
10587	Is''t I who cog or palm the dice?
10587	Is''t fit That I to industry submit?
10587	Know''st thou the loadstone''s power and art, That virtue virtues can impart?
10587	Like him I draw from general nature; Is''t I or you then fix the satire?
10587	Man, Scripture says, is prone to evil, But does that vindicate the devil?
10587	Me to myself dost thou betray?''
10587	Men laugh at apes, they men contemn; For what are we, but apes to them?
10587	Methinks my tenants shun my gate; Why such a stranger grown of late?
10587	Might you not then( like others) find With change of fortune, change of mind?
10587	Must I too flatter like the rest, And turn my morals to a jest?
10587	Must we, to flatter her, be made To wither, envy, pine and fade?''
10587	Must you not pitifully fawn, To have your butcher''s writ withdrawn?
10587	Of all his talents I partake, Who then can such a friend forsake?
10587	Or Britain''s second hope?
10587	Or does a worse disgrace betide?
10587	Or does her harvest store the place, A treasure for her younger race?
10587	Or is it native strength of thought, That thus, without concern or fright, You view yourself by reason''s light?
10587	Or seek his old abodes, Or herd among the deer, and skulk in woods?
10587	Or were you dignified with power, Would that avert one pensive hour?
10587	Or who the quivering bog Soft yielding to the step?
10587	Play might relieve the lagging morn: By cards long wintry nights are borne: Does not quadrille amuse the fair, Night after night, throughout the year?
10587	Provided that his clerk was good, What though he nothing understood?
10587	Say, brother, whence the dire disgrace?
10587	Seek ye to thrive?
10587	Seek you to train your fav''rite boy?
10587	Shall I nor vows, nor incense know?
10587	Shall I not censure breach of trust, Because knaves know themselves unjust?
10587	Shall I, who boast a noble line, On offals of these creatures dine?
10587	Shall haughty man my back bestride?
10587	Shall luxury corrupt the hive, And none against the torrent strive?
10587	Shall not my fable censure vice, Because a knave is over- nice?
10587	Shall the sharp spur provoke my side?
10587	Shall then our nobler jaws submit To foam and champ the galling bit?
10587	Shall we our servitude retain, Because our sires have borne the chain?
10587	Shall we, like formal Capuchins, Stubborn in pride, retain the mode, And bear about the hairy load?
10587	Should some more curious sportsman here inquire, Whence this sagacity, this wondrous power Of tracing step by step, or man or brute?
10587	Sore wept the centaur, and to Phoebus prayed; But how could Phoebus give the centaur aid?
10587	Stretch life beyond the destined hour?
10587	That herbs for cattle daily I renew, And food for man, and frankincense for you?
10587	The blessing sent, Were ever parents more content?
10587	The dog the parley thus begun:''How can that strong intrepid mind Attack a weak defenceless kind?
10587	The double bribe had his false heart beguiled:_ 30 The god, successful in the trial, smiled;''And dost thou thus betray myself to me?
10587	The examples of our days regard; Where''s virtue seen without reward?
10587	The juggler now in grief of heart, With this submission owned her art:_ 70''Can I such matchless sleight withstand?
10587	The lion, wolf, and tiger''s brood, He curses, for their thirst of blood: But is not man to man a prey?
10587	The miser, trembling, locked his chest; The vision frowned, and thus address''d:_ 30''Whence is this vile ungrateful rant?
10587	The restless youth searched all the world around; But how can Jove in his amours be found?
10587	Then why to me such rancour show?
10587	There may( if computation''s just) One now and then my conduct trust:_ 110 I blame the fool, for what can I, When ninety- nine my power defy?
10587	Think you''tis loyalty or gain?
10587	Think, Gay,( what ne''er may be the case,) Should fortune take you into grace, Would that your happiness augment?
10587	This the reward for all the fruits I bear, Tortured with rakes, and harassed all the year?
10587	This wants an heir, the line is lost: Why was that vain entail engross''d?
10587	Those eyes of so divine a ray, What are they?
10587	Unless you furnished daily bread, Which way could idleness be fed?
10587	Unless you previously are fee''d?
10587	Was I e''er known to damp your spirit, Or twit you with the want of merit?
10587	Was I not right?
10587	Was it, these sycophants to get, Your bounty swelled a nation''s debt?
10587	We from the wordy torrent fly: Who listens to the chattering pye?
10587	Were he in power, we need not doubt him: But that transferred to those about him, On them he throws the regal cares: And what mind they?
10587	Were this the case, let''s take a view, What dreadful mischiefs would ensue; Though it might aggrandise the state, Could private luxury dine on plate?
10587	Were you by Antoninus[1] taught?
10587	What are their compasses and rules?
10587	What can from such be hoped, but a base brood Of coward curs, a frantic, vagrant race?
10587	What can she give beyond content?
10587	What could he do?
10587	What could, fond youth, this helpless passion move?
10587	What distant land, what region, can afford An action worthy his victorious sword?
10587	What envious hand hath robbed your face?''
10587	What friends were made?
10587	What guide invisible points out their way, O''er the dank marsh, bleak hill, and sandy plain?
10587	What is''t to me by whom begot?
10587	What is''t to us what was before?
10587	What is''t, who rules in other lands?
10587	What kindle in thee this unpitied love?
10587	What matter ignorance and pride?
10587	What mortal can deny When suppliant beauty begs?
10587	What new desires are these?
10587	What now is all your pride, your boast?
10587	What profits me thy boast of blood?
10587	What prudence can prevent madness, the worst Of maladies?
10587	What sailor dares dispute his skill?
10587	What then?
10587	What then?
10587	What then?
10587	What tongues now feed you with applause?
10587	What will not spite?
10587	What wish you?
10587	What''s beauty?
10587	What''s man in all his boast of sway?
10587	What, if no heroes frown From marble pedestals; nor Raphael''s works, Nor Titian''s lively tints, adorn our walls?
10587	When Pentheus thus his wicked rage express''d;''What madness, Thebans, has your soul possess''d?
10587	When by the breath of fortune blown, Your airy castles were o''erthrown; Have I been over- prone to blame, Or mortified your hours with shame?
10587	When naval traffic ploughs the main, Who shares not in the merchant''s gain?
10587	When you the pilfering rattle shake, Is not your honour too at stake?
10587	Whence could the gross mistake proceed?
10587	Whence had you this illustrious name?
10587	Whene''er we through the village stray, Are we not mocked along the way; Insulted with loud shouts of scorn, By boys our beards disgraced and torn?''
10587	Where are the champions of your cause?
10587	Where are the father''s mouth and nose, The mother''s eyes, as black as sloes?
10587	Where are their sorrows, disappointments, wrongs, Vexations, sickness, cares?
10587	Where are your slaves, your flattering host?
10587	Where can one go?
10587	Where rages not oppression?
10587	Where shall he turn?
10587	Where will he next the flying Gaul defeat, To make the series of his toils complete?
10587	Where yet was ever found a mother, Who''d give her booby for another?
10587	Where''s the respect to wisdom paid?
10587	Where''s this vexatious turnspit gone?
10587	Who can describe the scattered victory, And draw the reader on from sea to sea?
10587	Who can observe the careful ant, And not provide for future want?
10587	Who can recount the mischiefs o''er?
10587	Who dares with reason''s power contend?
10587	Who has not heard of Sir Richard Steele?
10587	Who hath not heard coquettes complain Of days, months, years, misspent in vain?
10587	Who hath not heard the rich complain Of surfeits and corporeal pain?
10587	Who is''t prescribes the ocean law?
10587	Who now The dangerous pitfall fears, with tangling heath High- overgrown?
10587	Who then would think( since such, my power) That e''er I knew an idle hour?
10587	Who''s born for sloth?
10587	Who, then, shall glory in his post?
10587	Whom should I court?
10587	Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chicken slain?
10587	Why are his waters boiling in the sun?
10587	Why are those bleeding turkeys here?
10587	Why didst thou, venturous lover, Why didst thou trust the seas?
10587	Why is''t you envy?
10587	Why lose we life in anxious cares, To lay in hoards for future years?
10587	Why neighs the warrior horse?
10587	Why on the banks of Gemna, Indian stream, Line within line, rise the pavilions proud, Their silken streamers waving in the wind?
10587	Why shines the polished helm, and pointed lance, This way and that far- beaming o''er the plain?
10587	Why such expense, and where''s the account?''
10587	Why this disorder?
10587	Why thus insulted, thus disgraced, And that vile dunghill near me placed?
10587	Why was I not of woman born?
10587	Will such a multitude of men employ Their strength against a weak, defenceless boy?"
10587	Would ye, rebellious mutineers, Entirely change your name and nature, And be the very envied creature?
10587	Would you be rich and honest too?
10587	Would you, when thieves were known abroad, Bring forth your treasures in the road?
10587	Yet these the meanest of us may behold; And at another''s cost may feast at will Our wondering eyes; what can the owner more?
10587	You reason well: yet tell me, friend, Did ever you in courts attend?
10587	Your meaning in your looks I see; Pray, what''s Dame Dobbins, friend, to me?
10587	_ 10 Dares he with me dispute the prize?
10587	_ 10 Who doubts that elephants are found For science and for sense renowned?
10587	_ 100 Might not your flocks in safety feed, Were I to guard the fleecy breed?
10587	_ 100''Why, Pan,''says she,''what''s all this rant?
10587	_ 110 With wonted arrogance and pride, The ant in office thus replied:''Consider, sirs, were secrets told, How could the best- schemed projects hold?
10587	_ 120''Was ever wretch like this?''
10587	_ 140 When thus, with panic shame possessed, An auditor his friends addressed:''What are we?
10587	_ 180 Else who could Ormond''s godlike acts refuse, Ormond the theme of every Oxford Muse?
10587	_ 20 Me, who contribute to your cheer, And raise your mirth with ale and beer?
10587	_ 20 What statesman could his power support Were lying tongues forbid the court?
10587	_ 20 What then?
10587	_ 20 Would not the fool abet the stealth, Who rashly thus exposed his wealth?
10587	_ 20''Are my reproaches of so small a force?
10587	_ 30 For settlements the lawyer''s fee''d; Is my hand witness to the deed?
10587	_ 30 Or did she doubt my heart was brave, And therefore this injunction gave?
10587	_ 30 Says Tom,''Since all men must confess, That time lies heavy more or less; Why should it be so hard to get Till two, a party at piquet?
10587	_ 30 The hovering insect thus complained:''Am I then slighted, scorned, disdained?
10587	_ 30 Were they denied their proper tools, How could they lead their knaves and fools?
10587	_ 30 What widow or what orphan prays To crown thy life with length of days?
10587	_ 30''Hold,''cried the clown, with passion heated,''Shall kites and men alike be treated?
10587	_ 340 The wavy empire, which by lot was given, Why does it waste, and further shrink from heaven?
10587	_ 40 And what''s a butterfly?
10587	_ 40 How can Belinda blame her fate?
10587	_ 40 How shall he chase this hideous guest?
10587	_ 40 Must you not by mean lies evade To- morrow''s duns from every trade?
10587	_ 40 Perhaps I may recover still; That sum and more are in my will?
10587	_ 40 What now rewards this general use?
10587	_ 40 When thus the fop with smiles of scorn:''Are beards by civil nations worn?
10587	_ 50 But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year?
10587	_ 50 Can those( when tortured by disease) Cheer our sick heart, or purchase ease?
10587	_ 60 Is honesty disgraced and poor?
10587	_ 60 Reduced to drudgery and disgrace,( A life unworthy of my race,) Must I too bear the vile attacks Of rugged scrubs, and vulgar hacks?
10587	_ 60''True,''says the man,''the strength I saw Might well the brutal nation awe: But shall a monarch, brave like you, Place glory in so false a view?
10587	_ 70 What should he do?
10587	_ 80 An ox by chance o''erheard his moan, And thus rebuked the lazy drone:''Dare you at partial fate repine?
10587	_ 80''Were I that man,''the peasant cried,''What blessing could I ask beside?''
10587	_ 90 Blockheads,''says he,''learn more respect; Know ye on whom ye thus reflect?
10587	_ 90 But how could you resist the orbs that roll In adverse whirls, and stem the rapid pole?
10587	_ 90 Did I e''er make her poultry thinner?
10587	_ 90 Thus do you bear me to my native isle?
10587	_ 90 Your sires I reverence;''tis their due: But, worthless fool, what''s that to you?
10587	am I transformed all o''er?
10587	from tent to tent, Why press in crowds the buzzing multitude?
10587	from thee, what may thy subjects hope;_ 600 So kind, and so beneficent to brutes?
10587	he cried,''What star did at my birth preside?
10587	he cries;"am I betrayed?
10587	how utter my complaint?
10587	my unborn infant done, That he should fall, and two expire in one?
10587	no reverence shown?
10587	or whither fly?
10587	the hunters are abroad-- What''s all that clatter on the road?''
10587	the man replied;''Shall cats with us the game divide?
10587	the saucy hint-- Show me, base knave, which way you squint, If t''other night your master lost Three lambs, am I to pay the cost?
10587	the sick man whines;''Who knows as yet what Heaven designs?
10587	the weeping mother do?
10587	what thou thyself shalt be?''
10587	what''s here?
10587	what''s thy troubled motion To that within my breast?
10587	what,"cries one,"has thus transformed thy look?"
10587	where shall I my true- love find?
10587	whither, whither must I be conveyed?"
10587	why droops your head?
10587	why so warm?