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Being divided between the necef- fity to fay fomething of myself , and my own laziness to undertake fo aukward a tafk , I thought it the shortest way to put the laft hand to this Epiftle . If it have any thing pleafing , it will be that ...
Being divided between the necef- fity to fay fomething of myself , and my own laziness to undertake fo aukward a tafk , I thought it the shortest way to put the laft hand to this Epiftle . If it have any thing pleafing , it will be that ...
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I fit with fad civility , I read With honeft anguifh , and an aching head ; And drop at laft , but in unwilling ears , 39 This faving counfel , " Keep your piece nine years . " Nine years ! cries he , who high in Drury - lane , Lull'd ...
I fit with fad civility , I read With honeft anguifh , and an aching head ; And drop at laft , but in unwilling ears , 39 This faving counfel , " Keep your piece nine years . " Nine years ! cries he , who high in Drury - lane , Lull'd ...
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All my demurs but double his attacks ; At laft he whispers , " Do ; and we go fnacks . " Glad of a quarrel , ftrait I clap the door , Sir , let me fee your works and you no more . ' Tis fung , when Midas ' Ears began to spring , ( Midas ...
All my demurs but double his attacks ; At laft he whispers , " Do ; and we go fnacks . " Glad of a quarrel , ftrait I clap the door , Sir , let me fee your works and you no more . ' Tis fung , when Midas ' Ears began to spring , ( Midas ...
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... or a father , dead ; 355 The whisper , that to greatness still too near , Perhaps , yet vibrates on his Sov'REIGN's ear- Welcome for thee , fair Virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair Virtue ! welcome ev'n the laft !
... or a father , dead ; 355 The whisper , that to greatness still too near , Perhaps , yet vibrates on his Sov'REIGN's ear- Welcome for thee , fair Virtue ! all the past : For thee , fair Virtue ! welcome ev'n the laft !
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Let Budgel ] Budgel , in a weekly pamphlet called the Bee , beftowed much abuse on him , in the ima- gination that he writ fome things about the Laft Will of Dr. Tindal , in the Grubftreet Journal ; a Paper wherein he never had the ...
Let Budgel ] Budgel , in a weekly pamphlet called the Bee , beftowed much abuse on him , in the ima- gination that he writ fome things about the Laft Will of Dr. Tindal , in the Grubftreet Journal ; a Paper wherein he never had the ...
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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...