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Libraries by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of diabolical knowledge. |
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Oysters by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
An oyster may be crossed in love! Who says A whale's a bird? Ha! did you call my love? He's here! He's there! he's everywhere! An me! he's nowhere! |
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Unsorted by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
Certainly nothing is unnatural that is not physically impossible. |
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Linguists by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
Egad, I think the interpreter is the hardest to be understood of the two! |
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Facts by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts. |
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Toasts by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen; Here's to the widow of fifty; Here's to the flaunting, extravagant quean; And here's to the housewife that's thrifty. (Chorus: ) Let the ... |
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Unsorted by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
Humanity is composed but of two categories, the invalids and the nurses. |
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Charity by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
I believe there is no sentiment he has such faith in as that charity begins at home" And his, I presume. , is of that domestic sort which never stirs abroad at all. |
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Confession by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
I own the soft impeachment. |
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All About Love by Richard Brinsley Sheridan |
Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, J ... |
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