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... win it from the wise , Women and fools must like him , or he dies : 150 155 160 165 170 175 180 15 [ In the first edition : - " J - n now shall tell ; " meaning perhaps Johnston the Scottish Secretary , afterwards Lord Register .
... win it from the wise , Women and fools must like him , or he dies : 150 155 160 165 170 175 180 15 [ In the first edition : - " J - n now shall tell ; " meaning perhaps Johnston the Scottish Secretary , afterwards Lord Register .
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He afterwards . made him a baronet , and this title , with the representation of the county , and the office of Lord - Lieutenant of Bucks , descended down through several generations . Pope's friend , Sir Richard , succeeded to his ...
He afterwards . made him a baronet , and this title , with the representation of the county , and the office of Lord - Lieutenant of Bucks , descended down through several generations . Pope's friend , Sir Richard , succeeded to his ...
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The costly furniture was also sold , crowds flocking to the scene - as a hundred years afterwards crowds flocked to the Stowe and Strawberry Hill sales . The pillars at Chesterfield House , South Audley Street , originally belonged to ...
The costly furniture was also sold , crowds flocking to the scene - as a hundred years afterwards crowds flocked to the Stowe and Strawberry Hill sales . The pillars at Chesterfield House , South Audley Street , originally belonged to ...
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The estate was afterwards sold to Mr. Dennis O'Kelly , of sporting celebrity , whose race - horse , Eclipse , was buried in the park . EARL OF GODOLPHIN . Ver . 81. Who would not praise Patricio's high desert ?
The estate was afterwards sold to Mr. Dennis O'Kelly , of sporting celebrity , whose race - horse , Eclipse , was buried in the park . EARL OF GODOLPHIN . Ver . 81. Who would not praise Patricio's high desert ?
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It must have been by this light , that Young afterwards composed his Night Thoughts ! MRS . OLDFIELD . Ver . 246. Odious ! in woollen ! ' t would a saint provoke , ( Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke . ) ...
It must have been by this light , that Young afterwards composed his Night Thoughts ! MRS . OLDFIELD . Ver . 246. Odious ! in woollen ! ' t would a saint provoke , ( Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke . ) ...
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Page 76 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 112 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Page 117 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; 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.
Page 105 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Page 67 - Young man, there is America, which at this day serves for little more than to amuse you with stories of savage men and uncouth manners, yet shall, before you taste of death, show itself equal to the whole of that commerce which now attracts the envy of the world.
Page 87 - His gardens next your admiration call, On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Page 59 - Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost...
Page 91 - Flood contain, The Mole projected break the roaring Main; Back to his bounds their subject Sea command, And roll obedient Rivers thro' the Land: These Honours, Peace to happy Britain brings, These are Imperial Works, and worthy Kings.
Page 132 - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Page 112 - While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...