The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volumul 401807 |
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Pagina 24
... rage to live . 100 Turn then from wits ; and look on Simo's mate ; No ass so meek , no ass so obstinate ; Or her , that owns her faults but never mends , Because she's honest , and the best of friends ; Or her , whose life the church ...
... rage to live . 100 Turn then from wits ; and look on Simo's mate ; No ass so meek , no ass so obstinate ; Or her , that owns her faults but never mends , Because she's honest , and the best of friends ; Or her , whose life the church ...
Pagina 25
... rage , So much the fury still out - ran the wit , The pleasure miss'd her , and the scandal hit . Who breaks with her , provokes revenge from hell , But he's a bolder man who dares be well . Her ev'ry turn with violence pursu'd , 130 ...
... rage , So much the fury still out - ran the wit , The pleasure miss'd her , and the scandal hit . Who breaks with her , provokes revenge from hell , But he's a bolder man who dares be well . Her ev'ry turn with violence pursu'd , 130 ...
Pagina 28
... rage , As leaves them scarce a subject in their age ; For foreign glory , foreign joy , they roam ; No thought of peace or happiness at home . But Wisdom's triumph is well - tim'd retreat , 225 As hard a science to the fair as great ...
... rage , As leaves them scarce a subject in their age ; For foreign glory , foreign joy , they roam ; No thought of peace or happiness at home . But Wisdom's triumph is well - tim'd retreat , 225 As hard a science to the fair as great ...
Pagina 37
... rage to cease , 145 To buy both sides , and give thy country peace . 150 เ All this is madness , ' cries a sober sage : But who , my Friend , has reason in his rage ? ' The ruling passion , be it what it will , The ruling passion ...
... rage to cease , 145 To buy both sides , and give thy country peace . 150 เ All this is madness , ' cries a sober sage : But who , my Friend , has reason in his rage ? ' The ruling passion , be it what it will , The ruling passion ...
Pagina 55
... rage ; Barbarian blindness , Christian zeal conspire , And Papal piety , and Gothic fire . Perhaps , by its own ruins sav'd from flame , Some bury'd marble half préserves a name ; * This was originally written in the year 1715 , when Mr ...
... rage ; Barbarian blindness , Christian zeal conspire , And Papal piety , and Gothic fire . Perhaps , by its own ruins sav'd from flame , Some bury'd marble half préserves a name ; * This was originally written in the year 1715 , when Mr ...
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Pagina 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...
Pagina 125 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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?
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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?
Pagina 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,.