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Pagina 137
... thou , should tempting villainy present All Marlb'rough hoarded , or all Villiers spent , 8 Quid Romæ faciam ? mentiri nescio ; librum , Si malus est , nequeo laudare & poscere.- 9 - Ferre ad nuptam quæ mittit adulter , Quæ mandat ...
... thou , should tempting villainy present All Marlb'rough hoarded , or all Villiers spent , 8 Quid Romæ faciam ? mentiri nescio ; librum , Si malus est , nequeo laudare & poscere.- 9 - Ferre ad nuptam quæ mittit adulter , Quæ mandat ...
Pagina 143
... thou resign the park and play content , For the fair banks of Severn or of Trent ; There might'st thou find some elegant retreat , Some hireling senator's deserted seat ; And stretch thy prospects o'er the smiling land , For less than ...
... thou resign the park and play content , For the fair banks of Severn or of Trent ; There might'st thou find some elegant retreat , Some hireling senator's deserted seat ; And stretch thy prospects o'er the smiling land , For less than ...
Pagina 145
... Thou fly'st for refuge to the wilds of Kent ; 36 Maximus in vinclis ferri modus ; ut timeas , ne Vomer deficiat , ne marræ & sarcula desint . 37 Felices proavorum atavos , felicia dicas Secula , quæ quondam sub regibus atque tribunis ...
... Thou fly'st for refuge to the wilds of Kent ; 36 Maximus in vinclis ferri modus ; ut timeas , ne Vomer deficiat , ne marræ & sarcula desint . 37 Felices proavorum atavos , felicia dicas Secula , quæ quondam sub regibus atque tribunis ...
Pagina 146
... thou refuse his aid , Still foe to vice , forsake his Cambrian shade ; In virtue's cause once more exert his rage , Thy satire point , and animate thy page . THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES , IN IMITATION OF THE 146 LONDON ; A POEM . PAGE.
... thou refuse his aid , Still foe to vice , forsake his Cambrian shade ; In virtue's cause once more exert his rage , Thy satire point , and animate thy page . THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES , IN IMITATION OF THE 146 LONDON ; A POEM . PAGE.
Pagina 149
... Thou who could'st laugh where want enchain'd caprice , Toil crush'd conceit , and man was of a piece ; Where wealth , unlov'd , without a mourner dy'd ; And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride ; Where ne'er was known the form of mock ...
... Thou who could'st laugh where want enchain'd caprice , Toil crush'd conceit , and man was of a piece ; Where wealth , unlov'd , without a mourner dy'd ; And scarce a sycophant was fed by pride ; Where ne'er was known the form of mock ...
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Pagina 83 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod...
Pagina 156 - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes, let Swedish Charles decide. A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain...
Pagina 154 - Ray, And pour on misty Doubt resistless Day ; Should no false Kindness lure to loose Delight, Nor Praise relax, nor Difficulty fright ; Should tempting Novelty thy Cell refrain, And Sloth effuse her opiate Fumes in Vain; Should Beauty blunt on Fops...
Pagina 51 - To the Right Honourable the Earl of CHESTERFIELD. " MY LORD, " I HAVE been lately informed, by the proprietors of the World, that two papers, in which my Dictionary is recommended to the publick, were written by your Lordship. To be so distinguished is an honour which, being very little accustomed to favours from the great, I know not well how to receive, or in what terms to acknowledge. " When upon some slight encouragement, I first visited your Lordship, I was overpowered, like the...
Pagina 52 - When upon some slight encouragement I first visited your Lordship, I was overpowered like the rest of mankind by the enchantment of your address, and could not forbear to wish that I might boast myself le vainqueur du vainqueur de la terre...
Pagina 160 - Lydia's monarch should the search descend, By Solon caution'd to regard his end, In life's last scene what prodigies surprise, Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise? From Marlb'rough's eyes the streams of dotage flow, And Swift expires a driveller and a show.
Pagina 52 - Seven years, My Lord, have now passed since I waited in your outward rooms or was repulsed from your door, during which time I have been pushing on my work through difficulties of which it is useless to complain, and have brought it at last to the verge of publication without one act of assistance, one word of encouragement or one smile of favour.
Pagina 144 - But here more slow, where all are slaves to gold, Where looks are merchandise, and smiles are sold; Where won by bribes, by flatteries implor'd, The groom retails the favours of his lord. But hark! th...
Pagina 10 - ... wherever human nature is to be found, there is a mixture of vice and virtue, a contest of passion and reason ; and that the Creator doth not appear partial in his distributions, but has balanced, in most countries, their particular inconveniences by particular favours.
Pagina 163 - WHEN Learning's Triumph o'er her barb'rous Foes First rear'd the Stage, immortal Shakespeare rose; Each Change of many-colour'd Life he drew, Exhausted Worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded Reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain: His pow'rful Strokes presiding Truth impress'd, And unresisted Passion storm'd the Breast.