Familiar Quotations A Collection Of Passages Phrases And Prover

Chapter 13

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[171-3] There are some defeats more triumphant than victories.--MONTAIGNE: _Of Cannibals, chap. xxx._

THOMAS MIDDLETON. ---- -1626.

As the case stands.[172-1]

_The Old Law. Act ii. Sc. 1._

On his last legs.

_The Old Law. Act v. Sc. 1._

Hold their noses to the grindstone.[172-2]

_Blurt, Master-Constable. Act iii. Sc. 3._

I smell a rat.[172-3]

_Blurt, Master-Constable. Act iii. Sc. 3._

A little too wise, they say, do ne'er live long.[172-4]

_The Phoenix. Act i. Sc. 1._

The better day, the better deed.[172-5]

_The Phoenix. Act iii. Sc. 1._

The worst comes to the worst.[172-6]

_The Phoenix. Act iii. Sc. 1._

'T is slight, not strength, that gives the greatest lift.[172-7]

_Michaelmas Term. Act iv. Sc. 1._

From thousands of our undone widows One may derive some wit.[172-8]

_A Trick to catch the Old One. Act i. Sc. 2._

Ground not upon dreams; you know they are ever contrary.[172-9]

_The Family of Love. Act iv. Sc. 3._

Spick and span new.[172-10]

_The Family of Love. Act iv. Sc. 3._

A flat case as plain as a pack-staff.[172-11]

_The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3._

Have you summoned your wits from wool-gathering?

_The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3._

As true as I live.

_The Family of Love. Act v. Sc. 3._

From the crown of our head to the sole of our foot.[173-1]

_A Mad World, my Masters. Act i. Sc. 3._

That disease Of which all old men sicken,--avarice.[173-2]

_The Roaring Girl. Act i. Sc. 1._

Beat all your feathers as flat down as pancakes.

_The Roaring Girl. Act i. Sc. 1._

There is no hate lost between us.[173-3]

_The Witch. Act iv. Sc. 3._

Let the air strike our tune, Whilst we show reverence to yond peeping moon.[173-4]

_The Witch. Act v. Sc. 2._

Black spirits and white, red spirits and gray, Mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may.[173-5]

_The Witch. Act v. Sc. 2._

All is not gold that glisteneth.[173-6]

_A Fair Quarrel. Act v. Sc. 1._

As old Chaucer was wont to say, that broad famous English poet.

_More Dissemblers besides Women. Act i. Sc. 4._

'T is a stinger.[173-7]

_More Dissemblers besides Women. Act iii. Sc. 2._

The world 's a stage on which all parts are played.[173-8]

_A Game at Chess. Act v. Sc. 1._

Turn over a new leaf.[174-1]

_Anything for a Quiet Life. Act iii. Sc. 3._

My nearest And dearest enemy.[174-2]

_Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 1._

This was a good week's labour.

_Anything for a Quiet Life. Act v. Sc. 3._

How many honest words have suffered corruption since Chaucer's days!

_No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 1._

By many a happy accident.[174-3]

_No Wit, no Help, like a Woman's. Act ii. Sc. 2._

FOOTNOTES:

[172-1] As the case stands.--MATHEW HENRY: _Commentaries, Psalm cxix._

[172-2] See Heywood, page 11.

[172-3] I smell a rat.--BEN JONSON: _Tale of a Tub, act iv. Sc. 3._ BUTLER: _Hudibras, part i. canto i. line 281._

I begin to smell a rat.--CERVANTES: _Don Quixote, book iv. chap. x._

[172-4] See Shakespeare, page 97.

[172-5] The better day, the worse deed.--HENRY: _Commentaries, Genesis iii._

[172-6] Worst comes to the worst.--CERVANTES: _Don Quixote, part i. book iii. chap. v._ MARSTON: _The Dutch Courtezan, act iii. sc. 1._

[172-7] It is not strength, but art, obtains the prize.--POPE: _The Iliad, book xxiii. line 383._

[172-8] Some undone widow sits upon mine arm.--MASSINGER: _A New Way to pay Old Debts, act v. sc. 1._

[172-9] For drames always go by contraries.--LOVER: _The Angel's Whisper._

[172-10] Spick and span new.--FORD: _The Lover's Melancholy, act i. sc. 1._ FARQUHAR: _Preface to his Works._

[172-11] Plain as a pike-staff.--_Terence in English_ (1641). BUCKINGHAM: _Speech in the House of Lords, 1675._ _Gil Blas_ (Smollett's translation), _book xii. chap. viii._ BYROM: _Epistle to a Friend._

[173-1] See Shakespeare, page 51.

[173-2] So for a good old gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.

BYRON: _Don Juan, canto i. stanza 216._

[173-3] There is no love lost between us.--CERVANTES: _Don Quixote, book iv. chap. xxiii._ GOLDSMITH: _She Stoops to Conquer,