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I left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke , no father disobey'd . 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 ...
I left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke , no father disobey'd . 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 ...
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376 To please a Mistress one afpers'd his life ; He lash'd him not , but let her be
his wife : Let Budgel charge low Grubstreet on his quill , And write whate'er he
pleas'd , except his Will ; Let the two Curls of Town and Court , abuse His father ...
376 To please a Mistress one afpers'd his life ; He lash'd him not , but let her be
his wife : Let Budgel charge low Grubstreet on his quill , And write whate'er he
pleas'd , except his Will ; Let the two Curls of Town and Court , abuse His father ...
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You suppose Perhaps , young men ! our fathers had no nose . Not so : a Buck
was then a week's repast , And ' twas their point , I ween , to make it laft ; More
pleas'd to keep it till their friends should come Than eat the sweetest by
themselves at ...
You suppose Perhaps , young men ! our fathers had no nose . Not so : a Buck
was then a week's repast , And ' twas their point , I ween , to make it laft ; More
pleas'd to keep it till their friends should come Than eat the sweetest by
themselves at ...
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Or say our Fathers never broke a rule ; Why then , I say , the Public is a fool . ...
not Heav'n can bound , Now Serpent - like , in prose he sweeps the ground , In
Quibbles , Angel and Archangel join , And God the Father turns a School - divine
.
Or say our Fathers never broke a rule ; Why then , I say , the Public is a fool . ...
not Heav'n can bound , Now Serpent - like , in prose he sweeps the ground , In
Quibbles , Angel and Archangel join , And God the Father turns a School - divine
.
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... whose subject is the unreasonable fondness for antiquity in general . VER .
140. with Charles restor'd ; ] He says , restored , because the luxury he brought in
, was only the revival of that pra & tised in the reigns of his father and Grandfather
.
... whose subject is the unreasonable fondness for antiquity in general . VER .
140. with Charles restor'd ; ] He says , restored , because the luxury he brought in
, was only the revival of that pra & tised in the reigns of his father and Grandfather
.
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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.