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Grocott & Ward, comps.  Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed.  189-?.
 
Pleasure
 
’Tis all my pleasure thy past toil to know,
For pleased remembrance builds delight on woe.
        Gay.—Epi. VIII.
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The pleasure your letter gave me surpassed all the anxiety your silence had occasioned me.
        Miss Kelly.—To Swift on his silence. (Roscoe’s Life of S.)
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Sweet is pleasure after pain.
        Dryden.—Alexander’s Feast, Verse 3.
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And pleasing others, learn’d herself to please.
        Churchill.—Epi. to Hogarth, Line 104.
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And if you mean to profit, learn to please.
        Churchill.—Gotham, Book II. Line 88. (A Quotation.)
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Yours be the care to profit, and to please.
        Dryden.—The Wife of Bath, Line 517.
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No person spoke without being pleased himself, and pleasing his companions.
        Swift.—Voyage to the Houyhnhnms.
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The pleasures of the vulgar are ungrounded, this, and superficial, but the other are solid and eternal.
        Seneca.—Of a Happy Life, Chap. I. near the end.
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Approach love’s awful throne by just degrees,
And, if thou would’st be happy, learn to please.
        Prior.—Solomon, Book II. Line 266.
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And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
        Spenser.—Fairy Queen, Book III. Canto X. Verse 60.
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May you be all as old as I,
  And see your sons to manhood grow;
And, many a time before you die,
  Be just as pleased as I am now.
        Bloomfield.—Richard and Kate.
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Pleasures are ever in our hands or eyes;
And when in act they cease, in prospect rise.
        Pope.—Essay on Man, Epi. II. Line 123.
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If Heaven a draught of heavenly pleasure spare,
  One cordial in this melancholy vale,
’Tis when a youthful, loving, modest pair,
  In other’s arms breathe out the tender tale,
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale!
        Burns.—Cotter’s Saturday Night, Verse 9.
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But pleasures are like poppies spread,
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed!
        Burns.—Tam O’Shanter, Line 59.
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Or like the snow-fall in the river,
A moment white—then melts for ever.
        Burns.—Tam O’Shanter, Line 61.
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There is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar.
        Byron.—Childe Harold, Canto IV. Stanza 178.
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