Tea Tables Flashcards
Fell into a deep musing, with a wonder at the follies of a sex which, but
For themselves, might be held in equal estimation for the other
Were every woman as zealous in correcting the varieties in her honour, they would be as
Preferable to men in understanding as they are allowed to be in beauty
To know one’s self is the
Most valuable part of knowledge
One must excuse the errors committed
By those affected by love
When love appears to our deluded imagination, the very
Wildest of our desires seems inspired by reason
A thousand different dread ideas strike us with
Horror at the thought of giving up our honour
When woman falls prey to the rapturous wishes
Of her too dear undoer, she falls without grace
If poor, weak women sway from virtue’s rule,
Ruin ensues, reproach, and endless shame
The proud triumpher, having gained his conquest,
Forgets the difficulties by which it was attained
The most seeming happy
Lover is a real wretch
She was no sooner seated than she began to complain of a most terrible
Headache and rolled her eyes wildly around the room - it was all affectation
Tis kinder to kill
Than to forsake
Arabella was one of the kindest women I have seen,
Of a rank which made her visited by the politest of both sexes
An object of condolence;
A gloomy melancholy sat upon her brow
By fancying herself too happy,
She became completely miserable
Most people are wretched move by the fears of what
May come than what they endure at present
Fortitude is the most heroic virtue
A mortal can arrive at
He obtained of the believing
Maid all she had to give
He could not bear the thought of making
A woman he had enjoyed, his wife
No man that ever lived was more
Expert in the art of dissimulation
Imagining herself most politic, when in
Reality, she was most fooled and cheated
She now saw his falsehood, her
Credulity, and ruin with open eyes
Love could so far alter the very
Nature of the persons affected by it
She remained a long time
Wholly incapable of reason
She yields in my opinion
With too much ease
Debilitated
By passion
We stand in need of all the help we can procure to
Defend us from being the victims of our own softness
They found it most improper to
Cloak instruction with delight
Love is not sin, but
Where tis sinful love
The most destructive of any the
Soul is capable of entertaining
Love hinders all the
Soul with honour’s fire
Believe the passion nothing but a name,
The chimera of a distempered imagination
How many high borne maids
Resign themselves to ruin?
Numerous are hey of both sexes who
Are undone by unequal marriage
