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... and in such a croud , Sing thy sonorous verse -- but not aloud , Alas ! to Grotto's
and to Groves we run , IIO To ease and filence , ev'ry Muse's fon : Blackmore
himself , for any grand effort , Would drink and doze at Tooting or Earl's - Court .
... and in such a croud , Sing thy sonorous verse -- but not aloud , Alas ! to Grotto's
and to Groves we run , IIO To ease and filence , ev'ry Muse's fon : Blackmore
himself , for any grand effort , Would drink and doze at Tooting or Earl's - Court .
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1 Nay hmots , ' tis by connivance of the Court , That Spain robs on , and Dunkirk's
still a Port . 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 ...
1 Nay hmots , ' tis by connivance of the Court , That Spain robs on , and Dunkirk's
still a Port . 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 ...
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At home in wholesome folitariness My piteous foul began the wretchedness Of
fuiters 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
...
At home in wholesome folitariness My piteous foul began the wretchedness Of
fuiters 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
...
Seite 219
Alexander Pope. There fober thought purfu'd th ' amusing theme , Till Fancy
colour'd it , and form'd a Dream . A Vifion hermits can to Hell transport , 190 And
forc'd ev'n me to see the damn'd at Court , Not Dante dreaming all th ' infernal
state ...
Alexander Pope. There fober thought purfu'd th ' amusing theme , Till Fancy
colour'd it , and form'd a Dream . A Vifion hermits can to Hell transport , 190 And
forc'd ev'n me to see the damn'd at Court , Not Dante dreaming all th ' infernal
state ...
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Wants reach all states : me seems they do as well At ftage , as courts ; all are
players . ... and praise ( as they think ) well , NOTES , è That is , of wood . VER .
206. Court in wax ! ] A famous show of the Court of France , in Wax - work . P. Ver
.
Wants reach all states : me seems they do as well At ftage , as courts ; all are
players . ... and praise ( as they think ) well , NOTES , è That is , of wood . VER .
206. Court in wax ! ] A famous show of the Court of France , in Wax - work . P. Ver
.
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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.