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... fear the knaves should call him fool . Nature well known , no prodigies remain ; Comets are regular , and Wharton plain . Yet , in this search , the wisest may mistake , 210 If second qualities for first they take . When Catiline by ...
... fear the knaves should call him fool . Nature well known , no prodigies remain ; Comets are regular , and Wharton plain . Yet , in this search , the wisest may mistake , 210 If second qualities for first they take . When Catiline by ...
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... fear a man will cost a plum . 125 Wise Peter sees the world's respect for gold , And therefore hopes this nation may be sold ; Glorious ambition ! Peter , swell thy store , And be what Rome's great Didius was before . The crown of ...
... fear a man will cost a plum . 125 Wise Peter sees the world's respect for gold , And therefore hopes this nation may be sold ; Glorious ambition ! Peter , swell thy store , And be what Rome's great Didius was before . The crown of ...
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... from rest , And all the furies wake within their breast : 175 Their tortur'd minds repining Envy tears , And Hate , engender'd by suspicious fears ; And sacred thirst of sway ; and all the ties 80 Book I. THEBAIS OF STATIUS .
... from rest , And all the furies wake within their breast : 175 Their tortur'd minds repining Envy tears , And Hate , engender'd by suspicious fears ; And sacred thirst of sway ; and all the ties 80 Book I. THEBAIS OF STATIUS .
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... fear'd and envy'd throne ! But the vile vulgar , ever discontent , Their growing fears in secret murmurs vent ; 225 Still prone to change , though still the slaves of state , And sure the monarch whom they have , to hate ; New lords ...
... fear'd and envy'd throne ! But the vile vulgar , ever discontent , Their growing fears in secret murmurs vent ; 225 Still prone to change , though still the slaves of state , And sure the monarch whom they have , to hate ; New lords ...
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... fear ? These now control a wretched people's fate , These can divide , and these reverse the state ; 240 Ev'n Fortune rules no more - O servile land , Where exil'd tyrants still by turns command ! Thou sire of gods and men , imperial ...
... fear ? These now control a wretched people's fate , These can divide , and these reverse the state ; 240 Ev'n Fortune rules no more - O servile land , Where exil'd tyrants still by turns command ! Thou sire of gods and men , imperial ...
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Page 132 - 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 125 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Page 132 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; 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 load, On wings of winds came flying...
Page 131 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Page 136 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Page 126 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. 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 36 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Page 125 - 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 129 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Page 170 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.