Chapter 7

A woman, and would therefore listen to nonsense And not be beaten by an acknowledged defeat Botched mendings will only make them worse Convincing themselves that they impersonate sagacity I have all the luxuries--enough to loathe them Lawyers hold the keys of the great world Naked original ideas, are acceptable at no time Not daring risk of office by offending the taxpayer This female talk of the eternities To know how to take a licking, that wins in the end To males, all ideas are female until they are made facts We cannot, men or woman, control the heart in sleep at night Who cries, Come on, and prays his gods you won't

LORD ORMONT AND HIS AMINTA, V3 [GM#85][GM85V10.TXT]4479

As well ask (women) how a battle-field concerns them! Boys who can appreciate brave deeds are capable of doing them Careful not to smell of his office Chose to conceive that he thought abstractedly Consign discussion to silence with the cynical closure Convictions we store--wherewith to shape our destinies Death is only the other side of the ditch Didn't say a word No use in talking about feelings Enthusiast, when not lyrical, is perilously near to boring He took small account of the operations of the feelings Her duel with Time Hopeless task of defending a woman from a woman I hate old age It changes you so Ignorance roaring behind a mask of sarcasm Men bore the blame, though the women were rightly punished Never nurse an injury, great or small No love can be without jealousy Old age is a prison wall between us and young people Orderliness, from which men are privately exempt People were virtuous in past days: they counted their sinners Professional Puritans Regularity of the grin of dentistry That pit of one of their dead silences The beat of a heart with a dread like a shot in it The good life gone lives on in the mind The shots hit us behind you The spending, never harvesting, world The terrible aggregate social woman Venus of nature was melting into a Venus of art

LORD ORMONT AND HIS AMINTA, V4 [GM#86][GM86V10.TXT]4480

A bird that won't roast or boil or stew Acting is not of the high class which conceals the art Ah! we fall into their fictions Bad luck's not repeated every day Keep heart for the good Began the game of Pull By nature incapable of asking pardon Consciousness of some guilt when vowing itself innocent Having contracted the fatal habit of irony He had to shake up wrath over his grievances Her vehement fighting against facts His aim to win the woman acknowledged no obstacle in the means His restored sense of possession How to compromise the matter for the sake of peace? I could be in love with her cruelty, if only I had her near me Men who believe that there is a virtue in imprecations Not men of brains, but the men of aptitudes Not the indignant and the frozen, but the genially indifferent One is a fish to her hook; another a moth to her light One night, and her character's gone Passion added to a bowl of reason makes a sophist's mess Policy seems to petrify their minds Rage of a conceited schemer tricked Respect one another's affectations To time and a wife it is no disgrace for a man to bend Uncommon unprogressiveness When duelling flourished on our land, frail women powerful Where heart weds mind, or nature joins intellect With what little wisdom the world is governed

LORD ORMONT AND HIS AMINTA, V5 [GM#87][GM87V10.TXT]4481

Affected misapprehensions Any excess pushes to craziness Bad laws are best broken Being in heart and mind the brother to the sister with women Bounds of his intelligence closed their four walls Boys, of course--but men, too! But had sunk to climb on a firmer footing Challenged him to lead up to her desired stormy scene Could we--we might be friends Death is always next door Desire of it destroyed it Detestable feminine storms enveloping men weak enough Distaste for all exercise once pleasurable Divided lovers in presence Enthusiasm struck and tightened the loose chord of scepticism Exult in imagination of an escape up to the moment of capture Greatest of men; who have to learn from the loss of the woman He gave a slight sign of restiveness, and was allowed to go He had gone, and the day lived again for both of them I look on the back of life I married a cook She expects a big appetite I want no more, except to be taught to work If the world is hostile we are not to blame it Increase of dissatisfaction with the more she got Learn--principally not to be afraid of ideas Look well behind Lucky accidents are anticipated only by fools Magnify an offence in the ratio of our vanity Man who helps me to read the world and men as they are Meant to vanquish her with the dominating patience Napoleon's treatment of women is excellent example Necessity's offspring One has to feel strong in a delicate position Our love and labour are constantly on trial Perhaps inspire him, if he would let her breathe Person in another world beyond this world of blood Practical for having an addiction to the palpable Screams of an uninjured lady Selfishness and icy inaccessibility to emotion She had a thirsting mind She had to be the hypocrite or else--leap Silence was doing the work of a scourge Smile she had in reserve for serviceable persons Snatch her from a possessor who forfeited by undervaluing her So says the minute Years are before you The next ten minutes will decide our destinies The woman side of him There are women who go through life not knowing love There is no history of events below the surface They want you to show them what they 'd like the world to be Things are not equal Titles showered on the women who take free breath of air Violent summons to accept, which is a provocation to deny We don't go together into a garden of roses Why he enjoyed the privilege of seeing, and was not beside her Women are happier enslaved World against us It will not keep us from trying to serve Years are the teachers of the great rocky natures

LORD ORMONT AND HIS AMINTA, ALL[GM#88][GM88V10.TXT]4482

A bird that won't roast or boil or stew A woman, and would therefore listen to nonsense A free-thinker startles him as a kind of demon A female free-thinker is one of Satan's concubines Acting is not of the high class which conceals the art Affected misapprehensions Ah! we fall into their fictions All that Matey and Browny were forbidden to write they looked And not be beaten by an acknowledged defeat Any excess pushes to craziness As well ask (women) how a battle-field concerns them! Bad luck's not repeated every day Keep heart for the good Bad laws are best broken Began the game of Pull Being in heart and mind the brother to the sister with women Botched mendings will only make them worse Bounds of his intelligence closed their four walls Boys who can appreciate brave deeds are capable of doing them Boys, of course--but men, too! But had sunk to climb on a firmer footing By nature incapable of asking pardon Cajoled like a twenty-year-old yahoo at college Careful not to smell of his office Challenged him to lead up to her desired stormy scene Chose to conceive that he thought abstractedly Consciousness of some guilt when vowing itself innocent Consign discussion to silence with the cynical closure Convictions we store--wherewith to shape our destinies Convincing themselves that they impersonate sagacity Could not understand enthusiasm for the schoolmaster's career Could we--we might be friends Curious thing would be if curious things should fail to happen Death is only the other side of the ditch Death is always next door Desire of it destroyed it Detestable feminine storms enveloping men weak enough Didn't say a word No use in talking about feelings Distaste for all exercise once pleasurable Divided lovers in presence Enthusiasm struck and tightened the loose chord of scepticism Enthusiast, when not lyrical, is perilously near to boring Exult in imagination of an escape up to the moment of capture Few men can forbear to tell a spicy story of their friends Greatest of men; who have to learn from the loss of the woman Having contracted the fatal habit of irony He had to shake up wrath over his grievances He had gone, and the day lived again for both of them He gave a slight sign of restiveness, and was allowed to go He loathed a skulker He took small account of the operations of the feelings He began ambitiously--It's the way at the beginning Her vehement fighting against facts Her duel with Time His aim to win the woman acknowledged no obstacle in the means His restored sense of possession Hopeless task of defending a woman from a woman How to compromise the matter for the sake of peace? I have all the luxuries--enough to loathe them I hate old age It changes you so I could be in love with her cruelty, if only I had her near me I look on the back of life I want no more, except to be taught to work I married a cook She expects a big appetite I'm for a rational Deity If the world is hostile we are not to blame it Ignorance roaring behind a mask of sarcasm Increase of dissatisfaction with the more she got Lawyers hold the keys of the great world Learn--principally not to be afraid of ideas Loathing of artifice to raise emotion Look well behind Lucky accidents are anticipated only by fools Magnify an offence in the ratio of our vanity Man who helps me to read the world and men as they are Meant to vanquish her with the dominating patience Men bore the blame, though the women were rightly punished Men who believe that there is a virtue in imprecations Naked original ideas, are acceptable at no time Napoleon's treatment of women is excellent example Necessity's offspring Never nurse an injury, great or small Nevertheless, inclinations are an infidelity No love can be without jealousy Not daring risk of office by offending the taxpayer Not the indignant and the frozen, but the genially indifferent Not men of brains, but the men of aptitudes Old age is a prison wall between us and young people One has to feel strong in a delicate position One night, and her character's gone One is a fish to her hook; another a moth to her light Orderliness, from which men are privately exempt Our love and labour are constantly on trial Passion added to a bowl of reason makes a sophist's mess People were virtuous in past days: they counted their sinners Perhaps inspire him, if he would let her breathe Person in another world beyond this world of blood Policy seems to petrify their minds Practical for having an addiction to the palpable Professional Puritans Published Memoirs indicate the end of a man's activity Rage of a conceited schemer tricked Regularity of the grin of dentistry Respect one another's affectations Screams of an uninjured lady Selfishness and icy inaccessibility to emotion She had to be the hypocrite or else--leap She had a thirsting mind Silence was doing the work of a scourge Smile she had in reserve for serviceable persons Snatch her from a possessor who forfeited by undervaluing her So says the minute Years are before you That pit of one of their dead silences The despot is alert at every issue, to every chance The spending, never harvesting, world The shots hit us behind you The terrible aggregate social woman The next ten minutes will decide our destinies The woman side of him The good life gone lives on in the mind The beat of a heart with a dread like a shot in it There is no history of events below the surface There are women who go through life not knowing love They want you to show them what they 'd like the world to be Things are not equal Things were lumpish and gloomy that day of the week This female talk of the eternities Titles showered on the women who take free breath of air To males, all ideas are female until they are made facts To time and a wife it is no disgrace for a man to bend To know how to take a licking, that wins in the end Uncommon unprogressiveness Venus of nature was melting into a Venus of art Violent summons to accept, which is a provocation to deny We cannot, men or woman, control the heart in sleep at night We shall want a war to teach the country the value of courage We don't go together into a garden of roses When duelling flourished on our land, frail women powerful Where heart weds mind, or nature joins intellect Who cries, Come on, and prays his gods you won't Why he enjoyed the privilege of seeing, and was not beside her With what little wisdom the world is governed Women are happier enslaved World against us It will not keep us from trying to serve Years are the teachers of the great rocky natures You'll have to guess at half of everything he tells you You're going to be men, meaning something better than women

THE AMAZING MARRIAGE, V1[GM#89][GM89V10.TXT]4483

Accounting his tight blue tail coat and brass buttons a victory Amused after their tiresome work of slaughter And her voice, against herself, was for England As for comparisons, they are flowers thrown into the fire As if the age were the injury! Brains will beat Grim Death if we have enough of them But a great success is full of temptations Could affect me then, without being flung at me Country enclosed us to make us feel snug in our own importance Did not know the nature of an oath, and was dismissed Dogs' eyes have such a sick look of love Drank to show his disdain of its powers Earl of Cressett fell from his coach-box in a fit Father used to say, four hours for a man, six for a woman Fond, as they say, of his glass and his girl Found that he 'cursed better upon water' Good-bye to sorrow for a while--Keep your tears for the living Had got the trick of lying, through fear of telling the truth Hard enough for a man to be married to a fool He was a figure on a horse, and naught when off it Her intimacy with a man old enough to be her grandfather I hate sleep: I hate anything that robs me of my will Innocence and uncleanness may go together It was an honest buss, but dear at ten thousand Limit was two bottles of port wine at a sitting Little boy named Tommy Wedger said he saw a dead body go by Mighty Highnesses who had only smelt the outside edge of battle No enemy's shot is equal to a weak heart in the act Not afford to lose, and a disposition free of the craving to win Past, future, and present, the three weights upon humanity Put material aid at a lower mark than gentleness Puzzle to connect the foregoing and the succeeding Seventy, when most men are reaping and stacking their sins Should we leave a good deed half done Showery, replied the admiral, as his cocked-hat was knocked off So indulgent when they drop their blot on a lady's character So much for morality in those days! Steady shakes them Sweetest on earth to her was to be prized by her brother They could have pardoned her a younger lover Thus are we stricken by the days of our youth Truth is, they have taken a stain from the life they lead Very little parleying between determined men Warm, is hardly the word--Winter's warm on skates Woman finds herself on board a rudderless vessel Writer society delights in, to show what it is composed of You are to imagine that they know everything You saw nothing but handkerchiefs out all over the theatre

THE AMAZING MARRIAGE, V2[GM#90][GM90V10.TXT]4484

Cock-sure has crowed low by sunset Drink is their death's river, rolling them on helpless Father and she were aware of one another without conversing Fun, at any cost, is the one object worth a shot He was the prisoner of his word Heartily she thanked the girl for the excuse to cry Hearts that make one soul do not separately count their gifts Life is the burlesque of young dreams Make a girl drink her tears, if they ain't to be let fall On a morning when day and night were made one by fog Poetic romance is delusion Push me to condense my thoughts to a tight ball She endured meekly, when there was no meekness She seemed really a soaring bird brought down by the fowler She stood with a dignity that the word did not express There is no driver like stomach Touch sin and you accommodate yourself to its vileness You played for gain, and that was a licenced thieving

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Always the shout for more produced it ("News") Anecdotist to slaughter families for the amusement Call of the great world's appetite for more (Invented news) Enemy's laugh is a bugle blown in the night He wants the whip; ought to have had it regularly Magnificent in generosity; he had little humaneness She was thrust away because because he had offended Women treat men as their tamed housemates

THE AMAZING MARRIAGE, V4[GM#92][GM92V10.TXT]4486

Be the woman and have the last word! Charity that supplied the place of justice was not thanked Courage to grapple with his pride and open his heart was wanting Deeds only are the title Detested titles, invented by the English He did not vastly respect beautiful women Look backward only to correct an error of conduct in future Meditations upon the errors of the general man, as a cover Not to be the idol, to have an aim of our own Objects elevated even by a decayed world have their magnetism One idea is a bullet Quick to understand, she is in the quick of understanding Religion is the one refuge from women Scorn titles which did not distinguish practical offices The divinely damnable naked truth won't wear ornaments The embraced respected woman The habit of the defensive paralyzes will The idol of the hour is the mob's wooden puppet Their sneer withers Tighter than ever I was tight I'll be to-night With one idea, we see nothing--nothing but itself You want me to flick your indecision

THE AMAZING MARRIAGE, V5[GM#93][GM93V10.TXT]4487

A dumb tongue can be a heavy liar Advised not to push at a shut gate As faith comes--no saying how; one swears by them Bent double to gather things we have tossed away Contempt of military weapons and ridicule of the art of war Everlastingly in this life the better pays for the worse Fatal habit of superiority stopped his tongue Festive board provided for them by the valour of their fathers Flung him, pitied him, and passed on Foe can spoil my face; he beats me if he spoils my temper He had wealth for a likeness of strength Himself in the worn old surplice of the converted rake Ideas in gestation are the dullest matter you can have Injury forbids us to be friends again Lies are usurers' coin we pay for ten thousand per cent Love of pleasure keeps us blind children Never forgave an injury without a return blow for it Pebble may roll where it likes--not so the costly jewel Reflection upon a statement is its lightning in advance Religion condones offences: Philosophy has no forgiveness Sensitiveness to the sting, which is not allowed to poison Strengthening the backbone for a bend of the knee in calamity Style is the mantle of greatness That sort of progenitor is your "permanent aristocracy" There's not an act of a man's life lies dead behind him Those who have the careless chatter, the ready laugh Those who know little and dread much To most men women are knaves or ninnies Wakening to the claims of others--Youth's infant conscience We make our taskmasters of those to whom we have done a wrong We shall go together; we shall not have to weep for one another Wooing her with dog's eyes instead of words

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