the sense

Mistaking of her desires for her
reasons

Modest are the most easily intoxicated
when they sip at vanity

Money is of course a rough test of
virtue

Money's a chain-cable for holding men
to their senses

Moral indignation is ever consolatory

Morales, madame, suit ze sun

More argument I cannot bear

More culpable the sparer than the
spared

Most youths are like Pope's women; they
have no character

Mrs. Fleming, of Queen Anne's Farm, was
the wife of a yeoman

Music was resumed to confuse the
hearing of the eavesdroppers

Music in Italy? Amorous and martial,
brainless and monotonous

Must be the moralist in the satirist if
satire is to strike

Mutual deference

My engagement to Mr. Pericles is that I
am not to write

My mistress! My glorious stolen fruit!
My dark angel of love

My plain story is of two Kentish
damsels

My first girl--she's brought disgrace
on this house

My belief is, you do it on purpose.
Can't be such rank idiots

My voice! I have my voice! Emilia had
cried it out to herself

Naked original ideas, are acceptable at
no time

Napoleon's treatment of women is
excellent example

Nation's half made-up of the idle and
the servants of the idle

Nations at war are wild beasts

Naturally as deceived as he wished to
be

Nature and Law never agreed

Nature is not of necessity always
roaring

Nature could at a push be eloquent to
defend the guilty

Nature's logic, Nature's voice, for
self-defence

Naughtily Australian and kangarooly

Necessary for him to denounce somebody

Necessity's offspring

Needed support of facts, and feared
them

Never reckon on womankind for a wise
act

Never, never love a married woman

Never intended that we should play with
flesh and blood

Never forget that old Ireland is
weeping

Never forgave an injury without a
return blow for it

Never to despise the good opinion of
the nonentities

Never nurse an injury, great or small

Never was a word fitter for a quack's
mouth than "humanity"

Never fell far short of outstripping
the sturdy pedestrian Time

Never pretend to know a girl by her
face

Nevertheless, inclinations are an
infidelity

Next door to the Last Trump

Night has little mercy for the
self-reproachful

No nose to the hero, no moral to the
tale

No runner can outstrip his fate

No companionship save with the wound
they nurse

No Act to compel a man to deny what
ap