Colley Cibber quotes

As good be out of the world as out of the fashion. (Colley Cibber)
Prithee don't screw your wit beyond the compass of good manners. View quote
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Possession is eleven points in the law. View quote
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Old houses mended, Cost little less than new before they're ended. View quote
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Words are but empty thanks. View quote
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The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian domeOutlives in fame the pious fool that rais'd it. View quote
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Losers must have leave to speak. View quote
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Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy. Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy! View quote
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A weak invention of the Enemy. View quote
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I 've lately had two spiders Crawling upon my startled hopes. Now though thy friendly hand has brush'd 'em from me, Yet still they crawl offensive to my eyes: I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em. View quote
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Oh, how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring! (Colley Cibber)
We shall find no fiend in hell can match the fury of a disappointed woman,-scorned, slighted, dismissed without a parting pang. View quote
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I don't see it. View quote
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So mourn'd the dame of Ephesus her love, And thus the soldier arm'd with resolution Told his soft tale, and was a thriving wooer. View quote
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Off with his head-; so much for Buckingham. View quote
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Tea! Thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid, thou innocent pretence for bringing the wicked of both sexes together in a morning; thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing, heart- opening, wink-tipping cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate thus, and ... adore thee. View quote
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The will for the deed. View quote
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Within one of her. View quote
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This business will never hold water. View quote
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Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches. View quote
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Perish that thought! No, never be it said That Fate itself could awe the soul of Richard. Hence, babbling dreams! you threaten here in vain! Conscience, avaunt! Richard 's himself again! Hark! the shrill trumpet sounds to horse! away! My soul 's in arms, and eager for the fray. (Colley Cibber)
Now, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on. View quote
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And the ripe harvest of the new-mown hay Gives it a sweet and wholesome odour. View quote
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With clink of hammers closing rivets up. View quote
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Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks, And he has chambers in King's Bench walks. View quote
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