Have always been at daggers-drawing, And one another clapper-clawing.
Samuel Butler (1612 - 1680)
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto ii. Line 79.
Contributed by: Zaady
To swallow gudgeons ere they 're catch'd, And count their chickens ere they 're hatch'd.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 923.
And bid the devil take the hin'most.
Source: Hudibras. Part i. Canto ii. Line 633.
Every man's work, whether it be literature or music or pictures or architecture or anything else, is always a portrait of himself.
Source: The Way of All Flesh, ch. 14.
Youth is like spring, an over-praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
But Hudibras gave him a twitch As quick as lightning in the breech, Just in the place where honour 's lodg'd, As wise philosophers have judg'd; Because a kick in that part more Hurts honour than deep wounds before.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 1065.
He that complies against his will Is of his own opinion still.
Source: Hudibras. Part iii. Canto iii. Line 547.
Still amorous and fond and billing, Like Philip and Mary on a shilling.
Source: Hudibras. Part iii. Canto i. Line 687.
Some have been beaten till they know What wood a cudgel 's of by th' blow; Some kick'd until they can feel whether A shoe be Spanish or neat's leather.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto i. Line 221.
Doubtless the pleasure is as great Of being cheated as to cheat.
Source: Hudibras. Part ii. Canto iii. Line 1.
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