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130 The Muse but serv'd to ease some friend , not Wife , To help me thro ' this
long disease , my Life , To second , ARBUTHNOT ! thy Art and Care , And teach ,
the Being you preserv'd , to bear . But why then publish ? Granville the polite ,
135 ...
130 The Muse but serv'd to ease some friend , not Wife , To help me thro ' this
long disease , my Life , To second , ARBUTHNOT ! thy Art and Care , And teach ,
the Being you preserv'd , to bear . But why then publish ? Granville the polite ,
135 ...
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All these were Patrons or Admirers of Mr. Dryden ; though a scandalous libel
against him , entitled , Dryden's Satyr to his Muse , has been printed in the name
of the Lord Somers , of which he was wholly ignorant . These are the persons to ...
All these were Patrons or Admirers of Mr. Dryden ; though a scandalous libel
against him , entitled , Dryden's Satyr to his Muse , has been printed in the name
of the Lord Somers , of which he was wholly ignorant . These are the persons to ...
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Allow him but his P plaything of a Pen , He ne'er rebels , or plots , like other men :
9 Flight of Calhiers , or Mobs , he'll never mind ; 195 And knows no losses while
the Muse is kind . To ' cheat a Friend , or Ward , he leaves to Peter ; The good ...
Allow him but his P plaything of a Pen , He ne'er rebels , or plots , like other men :
9 Flight of Calhiers , or Mobs , he'll never mind ; 195 And knows no losses while
the Muse is kind . To ' cheat a Friend , or Ward , he leaves to Peter ; The good ...
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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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Then might I sing , without the least offence , And all I sung should be the Nation's
Sense ; Or teach the melancholy Muse to mourn , Hang the fad Verse on
CAROLINA's Urn , 80 NoTEs . Ver . 66. Henley - Ofoorn , ] See them in their
places in ...
Then might I sing , without the least offence , And all I sung should be the Nation's
Sense ; Or teach the melancholy Muse to mourn , Hang the fad Verse on
CAROLINA's Urn , 80 NoTEs . Ver . 66. Henley - Ofoorn , ] See them in their
places in ...
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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.