The Hermit. Chap. ix.
It has been a thousand times observed, and I must observe it once more, that the hours we pass with happy prospects in view are more pleasing than those crowned with fruition.[402:3]
The Hermit. Chap. x.
To what happy accident[402:4] is it that we owe so unexpected a visit?
The Hermit. Chap. xix.
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When lovely woman stoops to folly,
And finds too late that men betray,
What charm can soothe her melancholy?
What art can wash her guilt away?