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The Dog - star rages ! nay ' tis past a doubt , All Bedlam , or Parnaffus , is let out :
Fire in each eye , and papers in each hand , S They rave , recite , and madden
round the land . What walls can guard me , or what shades can hide ? They
pierce ...
The Dog - star rages ! nay ' tis past a doubt , All Bedlam , or Parnaffus , is let out :
Fire in each eye , and papers in each hand , S They rave , recite , and madden
round the land . What walls can guard me , or what shades can hide ? They
pierce ...
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The turn of this ludicrous argumentation is fine and delicate ; and we find his
Imitator faw the whole force of it . Ver.71 . I only wear it in a land of Hectors , etc. ]
Superior to , tutus ab infeftis latronibus , which only carries on the metaphor in
enfis ...
The turn of this ludicrous argumentation is fine and delicate ; and we find his
Imitator faw the whole force of it . Ver.71 . I only wear it in a land of Hectors , etc. ]
Superior to , tutus ab infeftis latronibus , which only carries on the metaphor in
enfis ...
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In South - sea days not happier , when furmis'd The Lord of Thousands , than if
now " Excis'd ; 140 In forest planted by a Father's hand , Than in five acres now of
rented land . Content with little , I can piddle here On * brocoli and mutton , round
...
In South - sea days not happier , when furmis'd The Lord of Thousands , than if
now " Excis'd ; 140 In forest planted by a Father's hand , Than in five acres now of
rented land . Content with little , I can piddle here On * brocoli and mutton , round
...
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Shortly ( as th ' sea ) he'll compass all the land , From Scots to Wight , from Mount
to Dover strand . And spying heirs melting with Luxury , Satan will not joy at their
fins as he : For ( as a thrifty wench scrapes kitchen - stuffe , And barrelling the ...
Shortly ( as th ' sea ) he'll compass all the land , From Scots to Wight , from Mount
to Dover strand . And spying heirs melting with Luxury , Satan will not joy at their
fins as he : For ( as a thrifty wench scrapes kitchen - stuffe , And barrelling the ...
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When Luther was profeft , he did defire Short Patcr - nefters , saying as a Fryer
Each day his Beads ; but having left those laws , Adds to Christ's prayer , the
power and glory clause ) But when he sells or changes land , h'impaires The
writings ...
When Luther was profeft , he did defire Short Patcr - nefters , saying as a Fryer
Each day his Beads ; but having left those laws , Adds to Christ's prayer , the
power and glory clause ) But when he sells or changes land , h'impaires The
writings ...
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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.