William Congreve
William Congreve
William Congrevewas an English playwright and poet...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth24 January 1670
father glasses idlers
Come, come, leave business to idlers, and wisdom to fools: they have need of 'em: wit be my faculty, and pleasure my occupation, and let father Time shake his glass.
brain black despair
Invention flags, his brain goes muddy, and black despair succeeds brown study.
science reflection long
I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections.
tea scandal ancient
They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.
littles scorn alluring
A little scorn is alluring.
hurt enemy it-hurts
No, I'm no enemy to learning; it hurts not me.
inspirational beauty courage
There is in true beauty, as in courage, something which narrow souls cannot dare to admire.
love life heart
If there's delight in love, 'Tis when I see that heart, which others bleed for, bleed for me.
marriage grief high-heels
Grief walks upon the heels of pleasure; married in haste, we repent at leisure.
believe suffering criticism
In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.
running hungry herds
A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.
expectations joy risk
Uncertainty and expectation are the joys of life. Security is an insipid thing.
hate laughing likes
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.
marriage witty play
Courtship is to marriage, as a very witty prologue to a very dull play.