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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 home . Notes . him : and so has added furprizing hamour and ...
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 home . Notes . him : and so has added furprizing hamour and ...
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40 Long as the Year's dull circle seems to rung When the brisk Minor pants for
twenty - one : So flow th ' ' unprofitable moments roll , That lock up all the
Functions of my soul ; That keep me from myself ; and still delay Life's inftant
bufinefs to a ...
40 Long as the Year's dull circle seems to rung When the brisk Minor pants for
twenty - one : So flow th ' ' unprofitable moments roll , That lock up all the
Functions of my soul ; That keep me from myself ; and still delay Life's inftant
bufinefs to a ...
Seite 85
Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end , Nothing , to make Philosophy thy friend ?
65 No'res . this has all the spirit , it has not all the imagery of the Original ; where
Horace makes Poverty pursue , and keep pace with the Miser in his fight .
Wilt thou do nothing for a nobler end , Nothing , to make Philosophy thy friend ?
65 No'res . this has all the spirit , it has not all the imagery of the Original ; where
Horace makes Poverty pursue , and keep pace with the Miser in his fight .
Seite 93
... some farm the Poor - box , fome the Pews 5 Some keep Affemblies , and would
keep the Stews ; Some d with fat Bucks on childless Dotards fawn ; 130 Some
win rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn ; While with the filent growth of ten per
...
... some farm the Poor - box , fome the Pews 5 Some keep Affemblies , and would
keep the Stews ; Some d with fat Bucks on childless Dotards fawn ; 130 Some
win rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn ; While with the filent growth of ten per
...
Seite 172
It is the filly confolation of blockheads in all professions , that he , whom Nature
has formed to excell , does it not by his superior knowledge , but his wit ; and so
they keep themselves in countenance as not fairly outdone , but only out - witted .
It is the filly confolation of blockheads in all professions , that he , whom Nature
has formed to excell , does it not by his superior knowledge , but his wit ; and so
they keep themselves in countenance as not fairly outdone , but only out - witted .
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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.