My valour is certainly going! - it is sneaking off! - I feel it oozing out as it were at the palms of my hands!
Richard Brinsley SheridanThe number of those who undergo the fatigue of judging for themselves is very small indeed.
Richard Brinsley SheridanNay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion! and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting - more lovely in sullenness! Then, Jack, her neck! O, Jack, Jack!
Richard Brinsley Sheridan