In eyes that would not look on me;
I ne'er saw nectar on a lip
But where my own did hope to sip.
The Duenna. Act i. Sc. 2.
Had I a heart for falsehood framed,
I ne'er could injure you.
The Duenna. Act i. Sc. 5.
Conscience has no more to do with gallantry than it has with politics.
The Duenna. Act ii. Sc. 4.
While his off-heel, insidiously aside.