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... Chauncy MS . , which throws so much light on the meaning of Pope's satires . At the same time . I desire very gratefully to acknowledge the kindness and courtesy I have met with from Mr. R. Garnett , Superintendent of the Reading Room ...
... Chauncy MS . , which throws so much light on the meaning of Pope's satires . At the same time . I desire very gratefully to acknowledge the kindness and courtesy I have met with from Mr. R. Garnett , Superintendent of the Reading Room ...
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... Chauncy MS . , and which he has kindly placed at my dis- posal , affords most important clues to the meaning of some of the allusions , in which fictitious names are used ; and so also , though of course to a much less considerable ...
... Chauncy MS . , and which he has kindly placed at my dis- posal , affords most important clues to the meaning of some of the allusions , in which fictitious names are used ; and so also , though of course to a much less considerable ...
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... Chauncy MS . the lines after ver . 4 run : And this proud creature ( to define him flat ) Is not the thing that laughs , but is laughed at . To keep the fools , say you , in constant play , Jove sent them gold to heap , and throw away ...
... Chauncy MS . the lines after ver . 4 run : And this proud creature ( to define him flat ) Is not the thing that laughs , but is laughed at . To keep the fools , say you , in constant play , Jove sent them gold to heap , and throw away ...
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... Chauncy covered the fifty thousand pounds M.S .: Can we , brave followers of the former sect , Think Gold ( my lord ) a mark of God's elect ? When still we see the dirty blessing light On such as Bl - n , Ja - n , W - rd , and Kn - t ...
... Chauncy covered the fifty thousand pounds M.S .: Can we , brave followers of the former sect , Think Gold ( my lord ) a mark of God's elect ? When still we see the dirty blessing light On such as Bl - n , Ja - n , W - rd , and Kn - t ...
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... Chauncy MS . there are several alternative readings for this couplet : These Sibyl's leaves all oracles have given , And silenced the ambassadors of Heaven . Or : Leaves that like Sibyl's , whate'er wind shall blow , Bear fates , and ...
... Chauncy MS . there are several alternative readings for this couplet : These Sibyl's leaves all oracles have given , And silenced the ambassadors of Heaven . Or : Leaves that like Sibyl's , whate'er wind shall blow , Bear fates , and ...
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Page 254 - 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 537 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent, and each art to please, 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 151 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter...
Page 119 - Let no man say when he is tempted ; I am tempted of God ; for God cannot be tempted with evil, neither tempteth he any man. But every man is tempted, when he is drawn away of his own lust, and enticed : then, when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin ; and sin, .when it is finished, bringeth forth death.
Page 255 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; 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...
Page 353 - To Gammer Gurton if it give the bays, And yet deny the Careless Husband praise, Or say our fathers never broke a rule ; Why then, I say, the public is a fool. But let them own, that greater faults than we They had, and greater virtues, I '11 agree.
Page 69 - twould a saint provoke" (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke), " No, let a charming chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead— And, Betty, give this cheek a little red.
Page 263 - 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 296 - Rolls o'er my grotto, and but soothes my sleep. There, my retreat the best companions grace, Chiefs out of war, and statesmen out of place. There St John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Page 178 - 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.