The Lame Lover: A Comedy in Three Acts

I tell you, Sir, his love to me is all a pretence: it is amazing that you, who are so acute, so quick in discerning on other occasions, should be so blind upon this.

Oh! by the bye, Sir Luke--take some of these sweetmeats, my dear [_to Mrs._ Simper]--did not you promise to introduce to me that little agreeable piece of imperfection that belo...

How often have I told you, that I will see none of these sort of folks but at chambers; you know how angry your mother is at their rapping, and littering the house.