Moral essays, satires, &cJ. French, 1777 - 195 Seiten |
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... She but removes weak paffions for the strong : So , when fmall humours gather to a gout , The doctor fancies he has driven them out . Yes , nature's road must ever be prefer'd ; Reason is here no guide , but ftill a guard ; " Tis hers ...
... She but removes weak paffions for the strong : So , when fmall humours gather to a gout , The doctor fancies he has driven them out . Yes , nature's road must ever be prefer'd ; Reason is here no guide , but ftill a guard ; " Tis hers ...
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... She taught the weak to bend , the proud to pray , To Power unseen , and mightier rar than they : She , from the rending earth and bursting skies , Saw gods defcend , and fiends infernal rife : Here fix'd the dreadful , there the bleft ...
... She taught the weak to bend , the proud to pray , To Power unseen , and mightier rar than they : She , from the rending earth and bursting skies , Saw gods defcend , and fiends infernal rife : Here fix'd the dreadful , there the bleft ...
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... she storms ! fhe raves ! You tip the wink , But fpare your cenfure ; Silia does not drink . All eyes may fee from what the change arofe , All eyes may fee - a Pimple on her nose . Papillia , wedded to her am'rous spark , Sighs for the ...
... she storms ! fhe raves ! You tip the wink , But fpare your cenfure ; Silia does not drink . All eyes may fee from what the change arofe , All eyes may fee - a Pimple on her nose . Papillia , wedded to her am'rous spark , Sighs for the ...
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... She fins with Poets thro ' pure love of Wit . What has not fir'd her bofom , or her brain ? Caefar and Tall - boy , Charles and Charlema'ne . As Helluo , late Dictator of the Feast , The Nofe of Haut - gout , and the the Tip of Taste ...
... She fins with Poets thro ' pure love of Wit . What has not fir'd her bofom , or her brain ? Caefar and Tall - boy , Charles and Charlema'ne . As Helluo , late Dictator of the Feast , The Nofe of Haut - gout , and the the Tip of Taste ...
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... she's honeft , and the best of Friends : Or her , whofe life the Church and Scandal share , For ever in a Paffion , or a Prayer : Or her who laughs at hell , but ( like her Grace ) Cries , " Ah ! how charming , if there's no fuch place ...
... she's honeft , and the best of Friends : Or her , whofe life the Church and Scandal share , For ever in a Paffion , or a Prayer : Or her who laughs at hell , but ( like her Grace ) Cries , " Ah ! how charming , if there's no fuch place ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
againſt Aſk Balaam Becauſe beſt bleffing bleft blifs breaſt caufe cauſe Court eaſe EPISTLE ev'n ev'ry eyes fame fave fcarce feem fenfe ferves fhade fhall fhould fince fing firſt fome fool foul ftill fuch fure give grace happineſs hate heart Heav'n himſelf honeſt honour juft juſt King knave laft laſt laws learn'd leaſt lefs live Lord mankind mind miſtakes moſt Mufe muft muſt Nature nature's ne'er never o'er obferve paffion paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure Poet poor Pow'r praiſe pride profe proud reafon reft reſt rhyme rich rife riſe Sappho Satire ſhall ſhe ſpread ſtands ſtate ſtill ſtrong taſte thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro Truth uſe Vafes verfe verſe Vice Virtue whate'er Whig whofe whole whoſe wife Wiſdom worfe write
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 12 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green ; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood. The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...
Seite 16 - Created half to rise, and half to fall: Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory jest, and riddle of the world!
Seite 5 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Seite 47 - Know then this truth (enough for man to know) 'Virtue alone is happiness below.
Seite 52 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Seite 5 - Eye Nature's walks, shoot Folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Seite 73 - But an inferior not dependant ? worse. Offend her, and she knows not to forgive; Oblige her, and she'll hate you while you live; But die, and she'll adore you — Then the bust And temple rise — then fall again to dust.
Seite 89 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there, where to be born and die, Of rich and poor makes all the history ; Enough, that Virtue fill'd the space between ; Prov'd by the ends of being, to have been.
Seite 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state : From brutes what men, from men what spirits know : Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Seite 224 - Lo! at the Wheels of her Triumphal Car, Old England's Genius, rough with many a Scar, Dragg'd in the Dust! his Arms hang idly round, His Flag inverted trails along the ground! Our Youth, all liv'ry'd o'er with foreign Gold, Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old!