 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: Comedies - Page 547edited by - 1811Full view - About this book
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1845 - 550 pages
...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...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, wanting... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1847 - 558 pages
...sir ; there is nothing I hke so much as grave conversation myself; I eonld hear it for ever. Indeed I Miss Hardcastle. Well then, I'll follow. Marlow [aside]....This pretty smooth dialogue has done for me. [Exit. teaches the heart. Marlow. It's a disease of the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be... | |
 | Richard Brinsley Sheridan - 1848 - 1296 pages
...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...tastes there must be some who, wanting a relish — for — um — a — um. Miss H. I understand you, sir. There must be some who, wanting a relish for refined... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1850 - 558 pages
...man of sentiment could ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. MARL. It's a disease of the mind, Madam. In the variety...tastes there must be some who, wanting a relish — for um — a — um. Miss HARD. I understand you, Sir. There must be some who, wanting a relish for refined... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1851 - 476 pages
...grave conversation myself; 1 could hear it for ever. Indeed 1 have often been surprised how a man ol sentiment could ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Alartow. It's a di-eaje ot the mind, madam. In the variety of tastes there must be some who, wantinu... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 500 pages
...all, Sir ; there is nothing I like so much as grave conversation myself; I could hear it for ever. Indeed, 1 have often been surprised- how a man of...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, wanting a... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 524 pages
...I'm afraid I grow tiresome. admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaches the heart. Mud. It's a disease of the mind, Madam. In the variety...tastes there must be some who, wanting a relish for urn —a—um. Miss Hard. I understand you, Sir. There must be some who, wanting a relish for refined pleasures,... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith, Sir James Prior - 1854 - 564 pages
...man of sentiment eould ever admire those light airy pleasures, where nothing reaehes the heart. MARL. It's a disease of the mind, Madam. In the variety...tastes there must be some who, wanting a relish — for um — a — um. Mtss HARD. I understand you. Sir. There must bo some who, wanting a relish for refined... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 524 pages
...; 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...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, wanting a... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1854 - 348 pages
...; 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...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, wanting... | |
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