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416 Preserve him social , chearful , and serene , And just as rich as when he serv
'd a QUEEN , A. Whether that blessing be deny'd or giv'n , Thus far was right , the
rest belongs to Heav'n . Notes . Ver . 417. And just as rich as when he serv'd a ...
416 Preserve him social , chearful , and serene , And just as rich as when he serv
'd a QUEEN , A. Whether that blessing be deny'd or giv'n , Thus far was right , the
rest belongs to Heav'n . Notes . Ver . 417. And just as rich as when he serv'd a ...
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85 h Not but we may exceed , fome holy time , Or tir'd in search of Truth , or
search of Rhyme ; Ill health some just indulgence may engage , And more the
sickness of long life , Old age ; i For fainting Age what cordial drop remains , 95 If
our ...
85 h Not but we may exceed , fome holy time , Or tir'd in search of Truth , or
search of Rhyme ; Ill health some just indulgence may engage , And more the
sickness of long life , Old age ; i For fainting Age what cordial drop remains , 95 If
our ...
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113. gleams thro many a page , ] The image is taken from half - formed unripe
lightening , which ftreams along the sky , and is just fufficient to thew the deformity
of those black vapours to which it serves ( as Milton expresses it ) for a filver
lining ...
113. gleams thro many a page , ] The image is taken from half - formed unripe
lightening , which ftreams along the sky , and is just fufficient to thew the deformity
of those black vapours to which it serves ( as Milton expresses it ) for a filver
lining ...
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In that nice moment , as another Lye Stood just a - tilt , the Minister came by . 175
To him he lies , and bows , and bows again , Then , close as Umbra , joins the
dirty train . Not Fannius ? self more impudently near , When half his nose is in his
...
In that nice moment , as another Lye Stood just a - tilt , the Minister came by . 175
To him he lies , and bows , and bows again , Then , close as Umbra , joins the
dirty train . Not Fannius ? self more impudently near , When half his nose is in his
...
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I Think he which made your Waxen garden , and Transported it from Italy , to
stand With us at London , Aouts our Courtiers ; for Just such gay painted things ,
which no fap , nor Notes . sublime . His impatience in this region of vice , is like
that of ...
I Think he which made your Waxen garden , and Transported it from Italy , to
stand With us at London , Aouts our Courtiers ; for Just such gay painted things ,
which no fap , nor Notes . sublime . His impatience in this region of vice , is like
that of ...
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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.