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... Lord ; you now fhall hear , From thefe Examples what I would infer . Should fome celeftial Delegate be sent , < And fay , I come to give you all Content ; Soldier , enjoy your Wifh , no more repine ; Lawyer , the Peafant's envied Life ...
... Lord ; you now fhall hear , From thefe Examples what I would infer . Should fome celeftial Delegate be sent , < And fay , I come to give you all Content ; Soldier , enjoy your Wifh , no more repine ; Lawyer , the Peafant's envied Life ...
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... . ] There is a Paffage like this in the Prophe Laiah : Forsomuch as this People refuseth the Waters of Shiloath , that flow joftly ; bebold ! the LORD bringeth bringeth upon them the Waters of the River , ftrong 12 SATIRES of HORACE ,
... . ] There is a Paffage like this in the Prophe Laiah : Forsomuch as this People refuseth the Waters of Shiloath , that flow joftly ; bebold ! the LORD bringeth bringeth upon them the Waters of the River , ftrong 12 SATIRES of HORACE ,
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... Lord Walpole , of Woolterton , deferves to be inferted here : What though fage Horace is not quite a Beau , What though his Shoes no Diamond Buckles fhow , Though coated in a Tafte uncouth , and breech'd With Trowsers often calling to ...
... Lord Walpole , of Woolterton , deferves to be inferted here : What though fage Horace is not quite a Beau , What though his Shoes no Diamond Buckles fhow , Though coated in a Tafte uncouth , and breech'd With Trowsers often calling to ...
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... LORD will not do Good , neither will be do Evil . We may collect from hence , that this Philofophy was embraced by the Rich , who feem chiefly interested , that God fhould not concern himself with Human Af- , fairs . DACIER , 21 Nec ...
... LORD will not do Good , neither will be do Evil . We may collect from hence , that this Philofophy was embraced by the Rich , who feem chiefly interested , that God fhould not concern himself with Human Af- , fairs . DACIER , 21 Nec ...
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... Lord to brew : For fuch a Crime fure Death was due ! * The Duke of Holftein's Librarian , a Man of great Wisdom and Learning , of which he gave Proofs in An • Account of his Travels through Muscovy and Perfia , ' which he undertook by ...
... Lord to brew : For fuch a Crime fure Death was due ! * The Duke of Holftein's Librarian , a Man of great Wisdom and Learning , of which he gave Proofs in An • Account of his Travels through Muscovy and Perfia , ' which he undertook by ...
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Æneid againſt AGAMEMNON alfo Anticyra Aqua fortis Auguftus becauſe Befides beft Book Cæfar Caufe Cauſe Cicero cloſe cries DACIER DAMASIPPUS Davus Diſh dread DUNCOMBE Ennius Eupolis Ev'n fafe faid fame fatiric fays Feaft feems feen fhall fhould fhow fince firft firſt Fiſh fmall fome foon Friend Friendſhip ftill ftrait fuch fuppofe fure Gnatia Gueft Gueſt himſelf Hoft Horace Imitation juft juftly juſt King laft lefs Lucilius Lucretius Madneſs Mecenas moft moſt Mufe muft muſt myſelf ne'er never Night o'er Occafion Paffage Paffion Perfons Philofopher pleaſe Pleaſure Poet Praife Praiſe Reaſon reft Roman Rome Rufus SANADON Satire Satire III SATIRE X Sauce ſay ſcarce ſeems Senfe Slave ſpeak ſpread Staberius STERTINIUS ſtill Stoic ſuch Tafte Taſte thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thouſand TIRESIA tranflated TREBATIUS Ulyffes uſe Vafes Varius Verfe Verſe Virgil whofe Wife Wine
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 121 - 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. To Virtue only and her friends a friend, The world beside may murmur, or commend.
Seite 119 - My head and heart thus flowing through my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While tories call me whig, and whigs a tory.
Seite 83 - Thus having said, the gallant chiefs alight, Their hands they join, their mutual faith they plight ; Brave Glaucus then each narrow thought resign'd, (Jove warm'd his bosom, and enlarged his mind,) For Diomed's brass arms, of mean device, For which nine oxen paid, (a vulgar price,) He gave his own, of gold divinely wrought," A hundred beeves the shining purchase bought.
Seite 118 - In me what spots (for spots I have) appear, Will prove at least the medium must be clear. In this impartial glass, my muse intends Fair to expose myself, my foes, my friends; Publish the present age; but where my text Is vice too high, reserve it for the next: My foes shall wish my life a longer date, And every friend the less lament my fate.
Seite 120 - What? arm'd for virtue when I point the pen, Brand the bold front of shameless guilty men; Dash the proud gamester in his gilded car ; Bare the mean heart that lurks beneath a star ; Can there be wanting, to defend her cause, Lights of the Church, or guardians of the laws ? no Could pension'd Boileau lash in honest strain Flatt'rers and bigots ev'n in Louis
Seite 121 - There my retreat the best companions grace, Chiefs out of war, and statesmen out of place: There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Seite 226 - tis ftrange, dear fir, that this fhould be In you amufement, but a fault in me. All this is bare refining on a name, To make a difference where the fault's the fame. My father fold me to your fervice here, For this fine livery, and four pounds a year.
Seite 119 - But touch me, and no Minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to Ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
Seite 119 - Its proper power to hurt each creature feels; Bulls aim their horns, and asses lift their heels ; Tis a bear's talent not to kick, but hug; And no man wonders he's not stung by pug.
Seite 227 - And while that world turns round, entire and whole, He keeps the facred tenor of his foul ; In every turn of fortune ftill the fame, As gold unchang'd, or brighter from the flame : Collefted in himfelf, with godlike pride, He fees the darts of envy glance afide ; And, fix'd like Atlas, while the tempefts blow, Smiles at the idle ftorms that roar below.