Life is a jest, and all things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.
John Gay (1685 - 1732)
Source: My own Epitaph.
Contributed by: Zaady
My lodging is on the cold ground, And hard, very hard, is my fare, But that which grieves me more Is the coldness of my dear.
Source: My Lodging Is on the Cold Ground, 1720
If the heart of a man is depressed with cares, The mist is dispelled when a woman appears.
Source: The Beggar's Opera, 1728
I hate the man who builds his name On ruins of another's fame.
Source: Fables, pt. I, 1727, The Poet and the Rose
Give me, kind Heaven, a private station, A mind serene for contemplation! Title and profit I resign; The pot of honour shall be mine.
Source: Fables, Part ii. The Vulture, the Sparrow, and other Birds.
When we risk no contradiction It prompts the tongue to deal in fiction.
Source: Fables, pt. I, 1727, The Elephant and the Bookseller
The brave love mercy, and delight to save.
The charge is prepar'd, the lawyers are met, The judges all ranged,-a terrible show!
Source: The Beggar's Opera. Act iii. Sc. 2.
How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear charmer away!
Now Cynthia, named fair regent of the night.
Source: Trivia, book iii.
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