Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.
Dentistry
My curse upon thy venom’d stang,
That shoots my tortured gums alang;
And through my lugs gies monie a twang,
Wi’ gnawing vengeance,
Tearing my nerves wi’ bitter pang,
Like racking engines!
Burns—Address to the Toothache.
One said a tooth drawer was a kind of unconscionable trade, because his trade was nothing else but to take away those things whereby every man gets his living.
Hazlitt—Shakespeare Jest Books. Conceits, Clinches, Flashes and Whimzies. No. 84.
Some ask’d how pearls did grow, and where,
Then spoke I to my girle,
To part her lips, and showed them there
The quarelets of pearl.
Herrick—The Rock of Rubies, and the Quarrie of Pearls.
Those cherries fairly do enclose
Of orient pearl a double row,
Which, when her lovely laughter shows,
They look like rosebuds fill’d with snow.
Set to music by Richard Alison—An Howre’s Recreation in Musike. See Oliphant’s La Messa Madrigalesca. P. 229.
I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Job. XIX. 20.
Thais has black, Læcania white teeth; what is the reason? Thais has her own, Læcania bought ones.
Martial—Epigrams. Bk. V. Ep. 43.
I have the toothache.
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What! sigh for the toothache?
Much Ado About Nothing. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 21.
For there was never yet philosopher
That could endure the toothache patiently.
Much Ado About Nothing. Act V. Sc. 1. L. 35.
In the spyght of his tethe.
Skelton—Why Come Ye nat to Courte. L. 939.