James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.

Congreve

Born to excel and to command!

Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, / To-morrow’s sun to thee may never rise.

For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, / And though a late, a sure reward succeeds.

Grief still treads upon the heels of Pleasure.

Guilt is ever at a loss, and confusion waits upon it.

Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, / Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.

Marriage, indeed, may qualify the fury of his passion, but it very rarely mends a man’s manners.

Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.

Now you have feathered your nest.

Put your best foot foremost.

Thus grief still treads upon the heels of pleasure; / Married in haste, we may repent at leisure.

Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life.

Whoever is king, is also the father of his country.

Wrap thyself up like a woodlouse, and dream revenge.