Oliver Goldsmith, Dalziels' Illustrated Goldsmith
“ My dear Leontine, by my life, my honour—Leont. Peace, peace, for shame; and do not continue to aggravate baseness by hypocrisy. I know you, sir, I know you.Honeyw. Why, won't you hear me? By all that's just, I knew not—Leont. Hear you, sir, to what purpose? I now see through all your low arts; your ever complying with every opinion; your never refusing any request; your friendship is as common as a prostitute's favours, and as fallacious; all these, sir, have long been contemptible to the world, and are now perfectly so to me. ”
