Thou art a retailer of phrases, and dost deal in remnants of remnants.
William Congreve (1670 - 1729)
Source: The Way of the World, 1700
Contributed by: Zaady
Turn pimp, flatterer, quack, lawyer, parson, be chaplain to an atheist, or stallion to an old woman, anything but a poet; for a poet is worse, more servile, timorous and fawning than any I have named.
Heav'n hath no rage like love to hatred turn'd, Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.
Source: Act iii. Sc. 8.
Careless she is with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected.
Source: Amoret
O, she is the antidote to desire.
For blessings ever wait on virtuous deeds, And though late, a sure reward succeeds.
Source: The Mourning Bride. Act v. Sc. 12.
I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country.
O fie, miss, you must not kiss and tell.
Source: Love for Love, 1695
Thou liar of the first magnitude.
Love's but a frailty of the mind, When 'tis not with ambition joined.