Richard Brinsley Sheridan

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
Here's to the widow of fifty;
Here's to the flaunting, read more

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
Here's to the widow of fifty;
Here's to the flaunting, extravagant quean;
And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.
(Chorus:) Let the toast pass,--
Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

You write with ease, to show your breeding,
But easy writing's curst hard reading.

You write with ease, to show your breeding,
But easy writing's curst hard reading.

An oyster may be crossed in love! Who says
A whale's a bird?--Ha! did you call my love?--
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An oyster may be crossed in love! Who says
A whale's a bird?--Ha! did you call my love?--
He's here! He's there! he's everywhere!
An me! he's nowhere!

I believe there is no sentiment he has such faith in as that
charity begins at home"
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I believe there is no sentiment he has such faith in as that
charity begins at home"
And his, I presume., is of that domestic sort which never stirs
abroad at all.

A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of
diabolical knowledge.

A circulating library in a town is as an evergreen tree of
diabolical knowledge.