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These are the perfons to whofe account the Author charges the publication of his firft pieces : perfons , with whom he was converfant ( and he adds beloved ) at 16 or 17 years of age ; an early period for fuch acquaintance .
These are the perfons to whofe account the Author charges the publication of his firft pieces : perfons , with whom he was converfant ( and he adds beloved ) at 16 or 17 years of age ; an early period for fuch acquaintance .
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Each wight , who reads not , and but fcans and spells , Each Word - catcher , that lives on fyllables , 166 Ev'n fuch small Critics fome regard may claim , Preferv'd in Milton's or in Shakespear's name . Pretty ! in amber to obferve the ...
Each wight , who reads not , and but fcans and spells , Each Word - catcher , that lives on fyllables , 166 Ev'n fuch small Critics fome regard may claim , Preferv'd in Milton's or in Shakespear's name . Pretty ! in amber to obferve the ...
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... Means not , but blunders round about a meaning : And He , whofe fuftian's fo fublimely bad , It is not Poetry , but profe run mad : All these , my modeft Satire bad tranflate , And own'd that nine fuch Poets made a Tate .
... Means not , but blunders round about a meaning : And He , whofe fuftian's fo fublimely bad , It is not Poetry , but profe run mad : All these , my modeft Satire bad tranflate , And own'd that nine fuch Poets made a Tate .
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Peace to all fuch ! but were there One whose fires True Genius kindles , and fair Fame inspires ; Bleft with each talent and each art to please , 195 And born to write , converfe , and live with ease : Should such a man , too fond to ...
Peace to all fuch ! but were there One whose fires True Genius kindles , and fair Fame inspires ; Bleft with each talent and each art to please , 195 And born to write , converfe , and live with ease : Should such a man , too fond to ...
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Like Cato , give his little Senate laws , And fit attentive to his own applause ; While Wits and Templars ev'ry sentence raise , And wonder with a foolish face of praise- Who but must laugh , if fuch a man there be ?
Like Cato , give his little Senate laws , And fit attentive to his own applause ; While Wits and Templars ev'ry sentence raise , And wonder with a foolish face of praise- Who but must laugh , if fuch a man there be ?
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Page 5 - Friend to my life, (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Page 255 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Page 17 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 24 - Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head or the corrupted heart, Fop at the toilet, flatt'rer at the board, Now trips a Lady, and now struts a Lord.
Page 231 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Page 5 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Page 16 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 29 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Page 155 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.
Page 23 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence...