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Aphra Behn
He that knew...
He that knew all that ever learning writ,
Knew only this -- that he knew nothing yet.
Nothing is more...
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in...
Variety is the...
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
Source: The Rover, Pt II. I
-- Aphra Behn, (Jul...
One hour of...
One hour of right-down love
Is worth an age of dully living on.
Source: In An...
Money speaks sense...
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
Source: The Rover,...
There is no...
There is no sinner like a young saint.
Source: Willmore, in The Rover, act 1, sc....
Faith, Sir, we...
Faith, Sir, we are here to-day, and gone tomorrow.
Source: The Lucky Chance, IV,...
Love ceases to...
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Source: The Lover's...
Love's a thin...
Love's a thin diet, nor will keep out cold.
Source: The Lucky Chance, 1686.
--...
All I ask,...
All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me. . . . If I must not, because of my sex, have this...
He that knew...
He that knew all that ever learning writ,
Knew only this -- that he knew nothing yet.
Nothing is more...
Nothing is more capable of troubling our reason, and consuming our health, than secret notions of jealousy in...
Variety is the...
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
Source: The Rover, Pt II. I
-- Aphra Behn, (Jul...
One hour of...
One hour of right-down love
Is worth an age of dully living on.
Source: In An...
Money speaks sense...
Money speaks sense in a language all nations understand.
Source: The Rover,...
There is no...
There is no sinner like a young saint.
Source: Willmore, in The Rover, act 1, sc....
Faith, Sir, we...
Faith, Sir, we are here to-day, and gone tomorrow.
Source: The Lucky Chance, IV,...
Love ceases to...
Love ceases to be a pleasure, when it ceases to be a secret.
Source: The Lover's...
Love's a thin...
Love's a thin diet, nor will keep out cold.
Source: The Lucky Chance, 1686.
--...
All I ask,...
All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me. . . . If I must not, because of my sex, have this...