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... Paint Angels trembling round his falling Horse ? F. * Then all your Muse's softer
art display , Let CAROLINA smooth the tuneful lay , 30 Lull with AMELIA's liquid
name the Nine , And sweetly flow thro ' all the Royal Line . P. · Alas ! few verses ...
... Paint Angels trembling round his falling Horse ? F. * Then all your Muse's softer
art display , Let CAROLINA smooth the tuneful lay , 30 Lull with AMELIA's liquid
name the Nine , And sweetly flow thro ' all the Royal Line . P. · Alas ! few verses ...
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150 No wonder then , when all was Love and sport , The willing Muses were
debauch'd at Court : On each enervate string they taught the note To pant , or
tremble thro ' an Eunuch's throat . But • Britain , changeful as a Child at play , 155
Now ...
150 No wonder then , when all was Love and sport , The willing Muses were
debauch'd at Court : On each enervate string they taught the note To pant , or
tremble thro ' an Eunuch's throat . But • Britain , changeful as a Child at play , 155
Now ...
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The Glenc'd Preacher yields to potent strain , And feels that grace his pray'r
befought in vain ; The blessing thrills thro ' all the lab'ring throng , And Heav'n is
won by Violence of Song . 240 Our e rural Ancestors , with little blest , Patient of ...
The Glenc'd Preacher yields to potent strain , And feels that grace his pray'r
befought in vain ; The blessing thrills thro ' all the lab'ring throng , And Heav'n is
won by Violence of Song . 240 Our e rural Ancestors , with little blest , Patient of ...
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So - Satire is no more - I feel it die No Gazetteer more innocent than I And let , a
God's - name , ev'ry Fool and Knave 85 Be grac'd thro ' Life , and flatter'd in his
Grave . F. Why fo ? if Satire knows its Time and Place , You still may lash the ...
So - Satire is no more - I feel it die No Gazetteer more innocent than I And let , a
God's - name , ev'ry Fool and Knave 85 Be grac'd thro ' Life , and flatter'd in his
Grave . F. Why fo ? if Satire knows its Time and Place , You still may lash the ...
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Hear her black Trumpet thro ' the Land proclaim , That NOT TO BE CORRUPTED
IS THE SHAME , 160 . In Soldier , Churchman , Patriot , Man in Pow'r , ' Tis Av'rice
all , Ambition is no more ! See , all our Nobles begging to be Slaves ! See , all ...
Hear her black Trumpet thro ' the Land proclaim , That NOT TO BE CORRUPTED
IS THE SHAME , 160 . In Soldier , Churchman , Patriot , Man in Pow'r , ' Tis Av'rice
all , Ambition is no more ! See , all our Nobles begging to be Slaves ! See , 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...