John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Robert Burton. (1577–1640) (continued) |
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| It is most true, stylus virum arguit,—our style bewrays us. 1 |
| Anatomy of Melancholy. Democritus to the Reader. |
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| I had not time to lick it into form, as a bear doth her young ones. 2 |
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| As that great captain, Ziska, would have a drum made of his skin when he was dead, because he thought the very noise of it would put his enemies to flight. |
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| Like the watermen that row one way and look another. 3 |
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| Smile with an intent to do mischief, or cozen him whom he salutes. 4 |
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| Him that makes shoes go barefoot himself. 5 |
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| Rob Peter, and pay Paul. 6 |
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| Penny wise, pound foolish. |
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| 2115 |
| Women wear the breeches. |
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| Like Æsop’s fox, when he had lost his tail, would have all his fellow foxes cut off theirs. 7 |
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| Our wrangling lawyers… are so litigious and busy here on earth, that I think they will plead their clients’ causes hereafter,—some of them in hell. |
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| Hannibal, as he had mighty virtues, so had he many vices; he had two distinct persons in him. 8 |
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| Note 1. Le style est l’homme même (The style is the man himself).—Buffon: Discours de Réception (Recueil de l’Académie, 1750). [back] |
| Note 2. Arts and sciences are not cast in a mould, but are formed and perfected by degrees, by often handling and polishing, as bears leisurely lick their cubs into form.—Montaigne: Apology for Raimond Sebond, book ii. chap. xii. [back] |
| Note 3. Like watermen who look astern while they row the boat ahead.—Plutarch: Whether ’t was rightfully said, Live concealed. Like rowers, who advance backward.—Montaigne: Of Profit and Honour, book iii. chap. i. [back] |
| Note 4. See Shakespeare, Hamlet, Quotation 68. [back] |
| Note 5. See Heywood, Quotation 77. [back] |
| Note 6. See Heywood, Quotation 62. Francis Rabelais: book i. chap. xi. [back] |
| Note 7. Æsop: Fables, book v. fable v. [back] |
| Note 8. He left a corsair’s name to other times, Link’d with one virtue and a thousand crimes. Lord Byron: The Corsair, canto iii. stanza 24. [back] |