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Hang their >oU trophies o'er the Garden gates,] An occasional stroke of Satire on
ill-placed ornaments. He has more openly ridiculed them in his Epistle on Taste.
EPISTLE I. To L. BOLINGBROKE. St. John, whose love indulg'd 78 IMITATIONS ...
Hang their >oU trophies o'er the Garden gates,] An occasional stroke of Satire on
ill-placed ornaments. He has more openly ridiculed them in his Epistle on Taste.
EPISTLE I. To L. BOLINGBROKE. St. John, whose love indulg'd 78 IMITATIONS ...
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But for the Wits of either Charles's days , The Mob of Gentlemen who wrote with
Ease ; Sprat , Carew , Sedley , and a hundred more , ( Like twinkling stars the
Miscellanies o'er ) IOI LI Notes . VER . 98. And Sydney's verse halts ill on Roman
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But for the Wits of either Charles's days , The Mob of Gentlemen who wrote with
Ease ; Sprat , Carew , Sedley , and a hundred more , ( Like twinkling stars the
Miscellanies o'er ) IOI LI Notes . VER . 98. And Sydney's verse halts ill on Roman
...
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Much do I suffer , much , to keep in peace This jealous , walpith , wrong - head ,
rhiming race ; And much must flatter , if the wbim should bite To court applause
by printing what I write : 150 But let the Fit pass o'er , I'm wise enough , To stop
my ...
Much do I suffer , much , to keep in peace This jealous , walpith , wrong - head ,
rhiming race ; And much must flatter , if the wbim should bite To court applause
by printing what I write : 150 But let the Fit pass o'er , I'm wise enough , To stop
my ...
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At home in wholesome solitariness My piteous soul began the wretchedness Of
suiters at court to mourn , and a trance Like his , who dreamt he saw hell , did
advance It self o'er me : such men as he saw there I saw at court , and worse and
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At home in wholesome solitariness My piteous soul began the wretchedness Of
suiters at court to mourn , and a trance Like his , who dreamt he saw hell , did
advance It self o'er me : such men as he saw there I saw at court , and worse and
...
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Thou , who since yesterday haft rollid o'er all The busy , idle blockheads of the
ball , Hast thou , oh Sun beheld an emptier sort , Than such as swell this bladder
of a court ? 205 Now pox on those who shew a Court in wax ! It ought to bring all
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Thou , who since yesterday haft rollid o'er all The busy , idle blockheads of the
ball , Hast thou , oh Sun beheld an emptier sort , Than such as swell this bladder
of a court ? 205 Now pox on those who shew a Court in wax ! It ought to bring all
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Seite 5 - 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?
Seite 255 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Seite 17 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 24 - Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head or the corrupted heart, Fop at the toilet, flatt'rer at the board, Now trips a Lady, and now struts a Lord.
Seite 231 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Seite 5 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Seite 16 - 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...
Seite 29 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Seite 155 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.
Seite 23 - 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. Whether in florid impotence...