As the unthought-on accident is guilty
Of what we wildly do, so we profess
Ourselves to be the slaves of chance, and flies
Of every wind that blows.
SHAKS.: _Wint. Tale,_ Act iv., Sc. 3.
Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances,
Of moving accidents by flood and field.
SHAKS.: _Othello,_ Act i., Sc. 3.
Our wanton accidents take root, and grow
To vaunt themselves God's laws.
CHARLES KINGSLEY: _Saints' Tragedy,_ Act ii., Sc. 4.
By many a happy accident.
MIDDLETON: _No Wit, No Help, Like a Woman's,_ Act ii., Sc. 2.