Love, then, hath every bliss in store;'Tis friendship, and 'tis something more.Each other every wish they give;Not to know love is not to live. Fables (1727)
How happy I am, if you say this from your heart! For I love thee so, that I could sooner bear to see thee hang'd than in the Arms of another. The Beggar's Opera (1728)
Fill it up. I take as large draughts of liquor as I did of love. I hate a flincher in either. The Beggar's Opera (1728)