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... as the prompter breathes , the puppet squeaks ; Or at the ear of Eve , familiar
Toad , Half froth , half venom , spits himself abroad , 320 In puns , or politics , or
tales , or lies , Or spite , or smut , or rhymes , or blasphemies . NOTES . See
Milton ...
... as the prompter breathes , the puppet squeaks ; Or at the ear of Eve , familiar
Toad , Half froth , half venom , spits himself abroad , 320 In puns , or politics , or
tales , or lies , Or spite , or smut , or rhymes , or blasphemies . NOTES . See
Milton ...
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To either India see the Merchant Aly , Scar'd at the spectre of pale Poverty ! See
him , with pains of body , pangs of soul , Burn through the Tropic , freeze beneath
the Pole ! Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end , Nothing , to make Philosophy ...
To either India see the Merchant Aly , Scar'd at the spectre of pale Poverty ! See
him , with pains of body , pangs of soul , Burn through the Tropic , freeze beneath
the Pole ! Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end , Nothing , to make Philosophy ...
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My only son , I'd have him see the world : 6 “ His French is puré ; his voice too -
you shall hear . “ Sir , he's your flave , for twenty pound a year . « Mere wax as yet
, you fashion him with ease , " Your Barber , Cook , Upholst'rer , what you please
...
My only son , I'd have him see the world : 6 “ His French is puré ; his voice too -
you shall hear . “ Sir , he's your flave , for twenty pound a year . « Mere wax as yet
, you fashion him with ease , " Your Barber , Cook , Upholst'rer , what you please
...
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165 Ņot more amazement seiz'd on Circe's guests , To see themselves fall
endlong into beasts , Than mine , to find a subject stay'd and wise Already half
turn'd traytor by surprize . I felt th ' infection slide from him to me , 170 As in the
pox ...
165 Ņot more amazement seiz'd on Circe's guests , To see themselves fall
endlong into beasts , Than mine , to find a subject stay'd and wise Already half
turn'd traytor by surprize . I felt th ' infection slide from him to me , 170 As in the
pox ...
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OT twice a twelve - month you appear in Print , And when it comes , the Court see
nothing in't . VARIATION S. After x 2. in the MS . You don't , I hope , pretend to quit
the trade , Because you think your reputation made : Like good ** of whom so ...
OT twice a twelve - month you appear in Print , And when it comes , the Court see
nothing in't . VARIATION S. After x 2. in the MS . You don't , I hope , pretend to quit
the trade , Because you think your reputation made : Like good ** of whom so ...
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Seite 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 17 - 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 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Seite 243 - Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old! See thronging Millions to the Pagod run, And offer Country, Parent, Wife, or Son! Hear her black Trumpet thro' the Land proclaim, That "Not to be corrupted is the Shame.
Seite 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Seite 234 - 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 6 - 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 30 - 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 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Seite 157 - 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.