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As man's true merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's fecret ftandard in his mind , NOTES . 175 VER . 169. Pretty ! in amber to obferve the forms , & c . ] Our Poet had the full pleasure of this amufement foon after the ...
As man's true merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's fecret ftandard in his mind , NOTES . 175 VER . 169. Pretty ! in amber to obferve the forms , & c . ] Our Poet had the full pleasure of this amufement foon after the ...
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On themes like thefe , fuperior far to thine , Let laurell'd Cibber , and great Arnal shine . P. Why write at all ? A. Yes , filence if you keep , The Town , the Court , the Wits , the Dunces weep . 1 ދ Who can your merit selfishly ...
On themes like thefe , fuperior far to thine , Let laurell'd Cibber , and great Arnal shine . P. Why write at all ? A. Yes , filence if you keep , The Town , the Court , the Wits , the Dunces weep . 1 ދ Who can your merit selfishly ...
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1 ދ Who can your merit selfishly approve , And show the sense of it without the love Who has the vanity to call you friend , ; 295 Yet wants the honour , injur'd , to defend ; Who tells whate'er you think , whate'er you say , And , if ...
1 ދ Who can your merit selfishly approve , And show the sense of it without the love Who has the vanity to call you friend , ; 295 Yet wants the honour , injur'd , to defend ; Who tells whate'er you think , whate'er you say , And , if ...
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That not in Fancy's maze he wander'd long , ] His merit in this will appear very great , if we confider , that in this walk he had all the advantages which ...
That not in Fancy's maze he wander'd long , ] His merit in this will appear very great , if we confider , that in this walk he had all the advantages which ...
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Sure fate of all , beneath whose rising ray Each star of meaner merit fades away ! Opprefs'd we feel the beam directly beat , Thofe Suns of Glory please not till they fet . To thee , the World its prefent homage pays , The Harveft early ...
Sure fate of all , beneath whose rising ray Each star of meaner merit fades away ! Opprefs'd we feel the beam directly beat , Thofe Suns of Glory please not till they fet . To thee , the World its prefent homage pays , The Harveft early ...
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admire atque Author bear beauty becauſe better Character Court divine equal ev'n ev'ry eyes fame father fhall fhould fome fool force foul ftill fuch fure Genius give Gold grace grave half head hear heart himſelf honour Horace hurt imitation juft keep King Knave Lady laft land laugh Laws learned live look Lord mean merit mind moral Nature never NOTES o'er once Original pleaſe Poet poor praiſe proud quae Queen quid quod rich ridicule Satire ſhall tell thefe theſe thing thoſe thought thro tibi true Truth turn verfe Verſe Vice Virtue whofe whole whoſe wife writ write
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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...