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Nor Hell a Fury, like a Woman scorn'd.
William Congreve
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William Congreve
Age: 58 †
Born: 1670
Born: January 24
Died: 1729
Died: January 19
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These articles subscribed, if I continue to endure you a little longer, I may by degrees dwindle into wife.
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You are a woman: you must never speak what you think your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.
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All well bred persons lie - Besides, you are a woman you must never speak what you think.
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Turn pimp, flatterer, quack, lawyer, parson, be chaplain to an atheist, or stallion to an old woman, anything but a poet for a poet is worse, more servile, timorous and fawning than any I have named.
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O, she is the antidote to desire.
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Let us be very strange and well-bred:Let us be as strange as if we had been married a great whileAnd as well-bred as if we were not married at all.
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Hannibal was a very pretty fellow in those days.
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No, I'm no enemy to learning it hurts not me.
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How hard a thing 'twould be to please you all.
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Words are the weak support of cold indifference love has no language to be heard.
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O fie, miss, you must not kiss and tell.
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A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.
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