I doubt much whether there is a creature in the world humble enough to do that.

I should not think you more unreasonable if you was in love with my face, and asked me to disfigure it to make you easy.

I have heard of some nuns that made use of that expedient to secure their own happiness; but, amongst all the popish saints and martyrs, I never read of one whose charity was sublime enough to make themselves deformed, or ridiculous, to restore their lovers to peace and quietness.

In short, if nothing can content you but despising me heartily, I am afraid I shall be always so barbarous to wish you may esteem me as long as you live." At last Montagu formally approached Lord Dorchester, who had no objection whatever to him as a suitor for the hand of Lady Mary.

They could not come to terms in the matter of settlements.