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In our Author's Elay on the Characters of Men , the Encomium on Lord Cobham ,
and the satire on Lord Wharton , are the equal efforts of the fame great ' genius .
There is one advantage indeed in Satire over Panegyric , which every body has ...
In our Author's Elay on the Characters of Men , the Encomium on Lord Cobham ,
and the satire on Lord Wharton , are the equal efforts of the fame great ' genius .
There is one advantage indeed in Satire over Panegyric , which every body has ...
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A perfect genius at an Opera - songII “ To say too much , might do my honour
wrong . " Take him with all his virtues , on my word ; “ His whole ambition was to
serve a Lord ; “ But , Sir , to you , with what would I not part ? 15 “ Tho ' faith , I fear
...
A perfect genius at an Opera - songII “ To say too much , might do my honour
wrong . " Take him with all his virtues , on my word ; “ His whole ambition was to
serve a Lord ; “ But , Sir , to you , with what would I not part ? 15 “ Tho ' faith , I fear
...
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... Court and Parliament ; 275 NOTES . himself in Husbandry ; and was
particularly fond of that kind of rural improvement which arises from Turnips ; it
was the favourite subject of his conversation . Scit Genius , natale comes qui
temperat aftrum ...
... Court and Parliament ; 275 NOTES . himself in Husbandry ; and was
particularly fond of that kind of rural improvement which arises from Turnips ; it
was the favourite subject of his conversation . Scit Genius , natale comes qui
temperat aftrum ...
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Scit Genius , natale comes qui temperat aftrum : NATURAE DEUS HUMANAE ,
mortalis in unumQuodque caput , vultu mutabilis , albus , et ater . • Utar , et ex
modico , quantum res pofcet , acervo Tollam : nec metuam , quid de me judicet ...
Scit Genius , natale comes qui temperat aftrum : NATURAE DEUS HUMANAE ,
mortalis in unumQuodque caput , vultu mutabilis , albus , et ater . • Utar , et ex
modico , quantum res pofcet , acervo Tollam : nec metuam , quid de me judicet ...
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One , drivin by Atrong Benevolence of foul , Shall Ay , like Oglethorpe , from pole
to pole ; Is known alone to that Directing Pow'r , Who forms the Genius in the
natal hour ; That God of Nature , who , within us ftill , -280 Inclines our action , not
...
One , drivin by Atrong Benevolence of foul , Shall Ay , like Oglethorpe , from pole
to pole ; Is known alone to that Directing Pow'r , Who forms the Genius in the
natal hour ; That God of Nature , who , within us ftill , -280 Inclines our action , not
...
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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.