The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... hurt ? has Poet yet , or Peer , Loft the arch'd eye - brow , or Parnassian sneer ? And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free - masons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop ...
... hurt ? has Poet yet , or Peer , Loft the arch'd eye - brow , or Parnassian sneer ? And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free - masons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop ...
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... hurts a harmless neighbour's peace , Infults fall'n worth , or Beauty in distress , Who loves a Lye , lame flander helps about , Who writes a Libel , or who copies out : That Fop , whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet abfent ...
... hurts a harmless neighbour's peace , Infults fall'n worth , or Beauty in distress , Who loves a Lye , lame flander helps about , Who writes a Libel , or who copies out : That Fop , whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet abfent ...
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... to the elegance and pre- cifion of the Original . VER . 93 , -96 . Whether old age - fade ] The Original is more finifhed , and even fublime . Befides , the laft It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels ; 48 Book II . IMITATIONS.
... to the elegance and pre- cifion of the Original . VER . 93 , -96 . Whether old age - fade ] The Original is more finifhed , and even fublime . Befides , the laft It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels ; 48 Book II . IMITATIONS.
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Alexander Pope. It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels ; Bulls aim their horns , and Affes lift their heels ; ' Tis a Bear's talent not to kick , but hug ; And no man wonders he's not ftung by Pug . * So drink with Walters , or ...
Alexander Pope. It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels ; Bulls aim their horns , and Affes lift their heels ; ' Tis a Bear's talent not to kick , but hug ; And no man wonders he's not ftung by Pug . * So drink with Walters , or ...
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... ? Uni nimirum tibi recte femper erunt res ? NOTES . VER . 128. As M ** o's was , etc. ] I think this light ftroke of fatire ill placed ; and hurts the dignity of the 1 Why had not I in thofe good times my 68 IMITATIONS Book II .
... ? Uni nimirum tibi recte femper erunt res ? NOTES . VER . 128. As M ** o's was , etc. ] I think this light ftroke of fatire ill placed ; and hurts the dignity of the 1 Why had not I in thofe good times my 68 IMITATIONS Book II .
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