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... poor , And fling our scraps before our door ! Thrice happy you have ' scap'd this general pest ; Thofe mighty epithets , learn'd , good , and great , Which we ne'er join'd before , but in romances meet , We find in you at last united ...
... poor , And fling our scraps before our door ! Thrice happy you have ' scap'd this general pest ; Thofe mighty epithets , learn'd , good , and great , Which we ne'er join'd before , but in romances meet , We find in you at last united ...
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... poor engines move The thoughts of monarchs , and designs of states ! What petty motives rule their fates ! How the mouse makes the mighty mountain shake ! The mighty mountain labours with its birth , Away the frighten'd peasants fly ...
... poor engines move The thoughts of monarchs , and designs of states ! What petty motives rule their fates ! How the mouse makes the mighty mountain shake ! The mighty mountain labours with its birth , Away the frighten'd peasants fly ...
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... Poor we ! cadets of Heaven , not worth her care , Take up at best with lumber and the leavings of a fare : Some the binds ' prentice to the spade , Some to the drudgery of a trade , B 4 Some Some the does to Egyptian bondage draw , Bids ...
... Poor we ! cadets of Heaven , not worth her care , Take up at best with lumber and the leavings of a fare : Some the binds ' prentice to the spade , Some to the drudgery of a trade , B 4 Some Some the does to Egyptian bondage draw , Bids ...
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... , Juftling fome thousand years till ripen'd by the fun ; They ' re now , juft now , as naturally born , As from the womb of earth a field of corn . VI . But VI . But as for poor contented me , Who ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 13.
... , Juftling fome thousand years till ripen'd by the fun ; They ' re now , juft now , as naturally born , As from the womb of earth a field of corn . VI . But VI . But as for poor contented me , Who ODE TO THE ATHENIAN SOCIETY . 13.
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Samuel Johnson. VI . But as for poor contented me , Who must my weakness and my ignorance confefs , That I believe in much I ne'er can hope to fee ; Methinks I'm fatisfy'd to guefs , That this new , noble , and delightful scene Is ...
Samuel Johnson. VI . But as for poor contented me , Who must my weakness and my ignorance confefs , That I believe in much I ne'er can hope to fee ; Methinks I'm fatisfy'd to guefs , That this new , noble , and delightful scene Is ...
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Seite 20 - Madam, I die without your grace"— « Item, for half a yard of lace." Who that had wit would place it here, For every peeping fop to jeer ? In power of fpittle and a clout, Whene'er he pleafe, to blot it out; And then, to heighten the difgrace, Clap his own nonfenfe in the place. Whoe'er
Seite 49 - to the top> As if they ne'er had touch'da drop. The good old couple were amaz'd, 35 And often on each other gaz'd ; For both were frighten'd to the heart, And juft began to cry, — What art! Then foftly turn'd afide to view Whether the lights were burning blue.
Seite 92 - From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay ?" Such tattle often entertains • 95 My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windfor, and again to town, Where all that pafles inter
Seite 89 - clear, •*• For life, fix hundred pounds a-year, A handfome houfe to lodge a friend,. A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood £: Of land fet out to plant a Wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I afk not to increafe my
Seite 334 - afliam'd to ufe a glafs; And till I fee them with thefe eyes, •» ' Whoever fays you have them, lies. No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, fenfe and wit : Thus you may ftill be young to me, While I can better bear than fee. Oh, ne'er may Fortune
Seite 159 - Tis never by invention got, Men have it when they know it not. Our converfation to refine, Humour and wit muft both combine : From both we learn to railly well, Wherein fometimes the French excel. Voiture, in various lights, difplays That irony which turns to praife : His genius firft
Seite 25 - Truly, fays he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to be more civil; If your money be gone, as a learned divine fays, d'ye fee, You .are no text for my handling ; fo take that from me : I was never taken for a conjurer before, I'd have you to know.
Seite 170 - you live to fee the day When Stella's locks muft all be grey. When age muft print a furrow'd trace On every feature of her face ; Though you, and all your fenfelefs tribe, Could art, or time, or nature bribe, To make you look like Beauty's
Seite 51 - which it cannot turn. The groaning-chair began to crawl, •85 Like a huge fnail, along the wall; There ftuck aloft in public view, And, with fmall change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering
Seite 95 - the Queen A dangerous treatife J writ againft the fpleen; Which, by the ftyle, the matter, and the drift, 'Tis thought could be the work of none but Swift. Poor York ! the harmlefs tool of others hate j He fues for pardon ||, and repents too late. Now,