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.
William Congreve (1670 - 1729)
Contributed by: Zaady
Thou art a retailer of phrases, and dost deal in remnants of remnants.
Source: The Way of the World, 1700
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.
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.
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