CLARISSA.
No wonder, indeed, you look so fresh this morning, after the satisfaction of such pleasant ideas all night. (Vanbrugh, Confederacy, II, i.)
[100]: Lady Fidget dit:
Our virtue is like the statesman's religion, the Quaker's word, the gamester's oath, and the great man's honour, but to cheat those that trust us. (Wycherley, Love in a Wood.)
If you consult the widows of the town, they'll tell you, you should never take a lease of a house you can hire for a quarter's warning. (Vanbrugh, Relapse, acte II, fin.)
My heart cut a caper up to my mouth when I heard my father was shot through the head. (Ibid.)
LADY TOUCHWOOD (à Maskwell).
You want but leisure to invent fresh falsehood, and sooth me to a fond belief of all your fictions. But I'll stab the lie that is forming in your heart, and save a sin, in pity of your soul. (Congreve, Double Dealer.)
[102]: Farquhar, The Beaux Stratagem.