 Not at all, Sir ; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself; I could hear it for ever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart.  The modern British drama - Page 547by British drama - 1811Full view - About this book
 | Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Rufus Edmonds Shapley - 1894 - 462 pages
...all sir ; there is nothing I like во much as grave conversation myself; I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment...light, airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Marl. It's — a disease — of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some, who,... | |
 | Calvin Smith Brown - 1898 - 602 pages
...converse only with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss Hard. Not at all, sir ; there is nothing I like so...light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Marlow. It's — a disease — of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who,... | |
 | Richard Garnett - 1899 - 432 pages
...with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss Hardcastle — Not at all, sir ; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself ; I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1900 - 186 pages
...tiresome. 570 Miss Hard. Not at all, sir j there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself: 1 could hear it for ever. Indeed, I have often been...light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. JUarlow. It 's — a disease — of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who,... | |
 | 1900 - 504 pages
...at all, sir; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself: I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment...light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. MARLOW. It's — a disease — of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who,... | |
 | 1900 - 498 pages
...with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss HARDCASTLE. Not at all, sir; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself: I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy... | |
 | 1900 - 478 pages
...with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss HARDCASTLE. Not at all, sir; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself: I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1901 - 458 pages
...— to — deserve them. Miss Hard. And that, some say, is the very worst way to obtain them. Miss Hard. Not at all, sir ; there is nothing I like so...light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Mar. It's a disease of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who, wanting a... | |
 | Richard Garnett, Léon Vallée, Alois Brandl - 1890 - 450 pages
...with the more grave and sensible part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss Hardcastle — Not at all, sir ; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself ; I could hear it forever. Indeed, I have often been surprised how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1903 - 332 pages
...converse only with the more grave and sensible 57° part of the sex. But I'm afraid I grow tiresome. Miss Hard. Not at all, sir ; there is nothing I like so...myself: I could hear it for ever. Indeed, I have often 575 been surprized how a man of sentiment could ever admire those light, airy pleasures, where nothing... | |
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