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When the hollow drum has beat to bed
And the little fifer hangs his head,
When all is mute the Moorish flute,
And nodding guards watch wearily,
Oh, then let me,
From prison free,
March out by moonlight cheerily.

— George Colman the Younger

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Praise the bridge that carried you over.

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On their own merits modest men are dumb.

The Heir at Law (1797)

Like two single gentlemen rolled into one.

And what's impossible can't be,
And never, never comes to pass.

'Tis a very fine thing to be father-in-law
To a very magnificent three-tailed Bashaw!

Blue Beard (1798)

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