Lansdowne
The kiss you take is paid by that you give:
The joy is mutual, and I’m still in debt.
Heroic Love.
Goldsmith
Marlow. To guess at this distance, you can’t be much above forty. [Approaching.] Yet nearer, I don’t think so much. [Approaching.] By coming close to some women, they look younger still; but when we come very close indeed—[Attempting to kiss her.]
Miss Hardcastle. Pray, sir, keep your distance. One would think you wanted to know one’s age as they do horses, by mark of mouth.
She Stoops to Conquer.