Thomas Otway Quotes

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Honest men are the soft easy cushions on which knaves repose and fatten.

Thomas Otway
Shining through tears, like April suns in showers, that labor to overcome the cloud that loads em.

Thomas Otway
Let us embrace, and from this very moment vow an eternal misery together.

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Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life;
Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o'er thee.

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I may boldly speak In right, though proud oppression will not hear me!

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You talk to me in parables.
You may have known that I'm no wordy man,
Fine speeches are the instruments of knaves
Or fools that use them, when they want good sense;
But honesty
Needs no disguise nor ornament: be plain.

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Honesty was a cheat invented first To bind the hands of bold deserving rogues, That fools and cowards might sit safe in power, And lord it uncontroll'd above their betters.

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Revenge, the attribute of gods! They stamped it with their great image on our natures.

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How many men
Have spent their blood in their dear country's service,
Yet now pine under want; while selfish slaves,
That even would cut their throats whom now they fawn on,
Like deadly locusts, eat the honey up,
Which those industrious bees so hardly toil'd for.

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Ere man's corruptions made him wretched, he Was born most noble that was born most free; Each of himself was lord; and unconfin'd Obey'd the dictates of his godlike mind.

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Avoid the politic, the factious fool,
The busy, buzzing, talking harden'd knave;
The quaint smooth rogue that sins against his reason,
Calls saucy loud sedition public zeal,
And mutiny the dictates of his spirit.

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Home I would go But that my doors are hateful to my eyes, Fill'd and damm'd up with gaping creditors, Watchful as fowlers when their game will spring.

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Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain.

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Give but an Englishman his whore and ease,
Beef and a sea-coal fire, he's yours for ever.

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The curse of growing factions and divisions
Still vex your councils.

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Then hear me, bounteous heaven!
Pour down your blessings on this beauteous head,
Where everlasting sweets are always springing,
With a continual giving hand; let peace
Honor and safety always hover round her,
Feed her with plenty, let her eyes ne'er see
A sight of sorrow, nor her heart know mourning.

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Ambition is a lust that's never quench'd,
Grows more inflam'd and madder by enjoyment.

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What mighty ills have not been done by woman!
Who was 't betrayed the Capitol?—A woman!
Who lost Mark Antony the world?—A woman!
Who was the cause of a long ten years' war,
And laid at last old Troy in ashes?—Woman!
Destructive, damnable, deceitful woman!

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O woman! lovely woman! Nature made thee
To temper man: we had been brutes without you.
Angels are painted fair, to look like you:
There 's in you all that we believe of heaven,—
Amazing brightness, purity, and truth,
Eternal joy, and everlasting love.

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