John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Edward Moore 1712-1757 John Bartlett
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Can’t I another’s face commend, And to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead lowers, As if her merit lessen’d yours? |
The Farmer, the Spaniel, and the Cat. Fable ix. |
2 |
The maid who modestly conceals Her beauties, while she hides, reveals; Give but a glimpse, and fancy draws Whate’er the Grecian Venus was. |
The Spider and the Bee. Fable x. |
3 |
But from the hoop’s bewitching round, Her very shoe has power to wound. |
The Spider and the Bee. Fable x. |
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Time still, as he flies, brings increase to her truth, And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth. |
The Happy Marriage. |
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I am rich beyond the dreams of avarice. 1 |
The Gamester. Act ii. Sc. 2. |
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’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. |
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Labour for his pains. 2 |
The Boy and the Rainbow. |
Note 1. See Johnson, Quotation 98. [back] |
Note 2. See Shakespeare, Troilus and Cressida, Quotation 1. [back] |