...selfsame weapon too.' AHO, When late I attempted your pity to move, What made you so deaf to my prayers ? Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love ; But — why did you kick me down stairs ? On a Bad Orator. You move the people when you speak, For, one by one, away they sneak. On seeing...

...well." Anonymous. " When late I attempted your pity to move, What made you so deaf to my prayers ? Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love ; But — why did you kick me down stairs ?" , Anonymous. " When Tadloe treads the streets, the paviours cry, God bless you, Sir I— and lay...

...gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on. The Suicide. ISAAC BICKERSTAFF. Circa 1735 - . Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But — why did you kick me down stairs ? 'Tis WettitsNo Worse. I care for nobody, no, not I, If no one cares for me.* Looe in a Village. Act...

...occasional style of reciprocation, Madame du Defland might have exclaimed, in the spirit of the song — Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down'stairs! And, after all, is there any description of weakness or moral cowardice more censurable,...

...Richard Parson. ccxxxvn. WHEN late I attempted your pity to move, What made you so deaf to my prayers : Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But — why did you kick me down stairs ? . Unknown. CCXXXVIIL JOB. Sl.Y Beelzebub took all occasions To try Job's constancy and patience....

...journals and public men, has certainly not tended to soothe whatever resentment might exist in America. " Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs? " We have no reason to complain that England, as a necessary consequence of her clubs, has become a...

...love swears that she is made of truth, I do believe her, though I know she lies. Sft. Son. cxxxvin, Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But — why did you kick me down stairs ? Bickerstaff, 'Tts well it's no worse. Thus 'tis with all — their chief and constant care Is to...

...same time calling to mind those witty lines which occur in Kemble's comedy, entitled the Panel — ' Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down-stairs?' Before speaking of the Praise of Folly it will perhaps be well if we refer for a moment...

...drawings are, indeed, outrageously grotesque. We feel ourselve* in the plight of the lover of old, "Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, but — why did you kick me down-stairs?" So here — any queer contortions of the human face or form may pass muster : but —...

...understood what it •was that he felt, he would probably have expressed it in the words of the old play : " Perhaps it was right to dissemble your love, But why did you kick me down stairs?" Geoffrey thought of her only as the possible mother of the young lady who, without effort or intention,...