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... true Derivation from Satura , not from Sa- tyrus . ' Preface to Juvenal , p . 74 . 6 " · · " The following Paffage alfo from the fame Preface deferves a Place here : Horace is always on the Amble , Juvenal on the Gallop . He goes with ...
... true Derivation from Satura , not from Sa- tyrus . ' Preface to Juvenal , p . 74 . 6 " · · " The following Paffage alfo from the fame Preface deferves a Place here : Horace is always on the Amble , Juvenal on the Gallop . He goes with ...
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... true Reading , in all Probability , is Cautor . The Word is of the beft Authority : Cautorem alieni periculi . Cicero . As likewife the Propriety of its Ule for Juris - confultus is manifeft , whose proper Bufi- nefs it was , in jure ...
... true Reading , in all Probability , is Cautor . The Word is of the beft Authority : Cautorem alieni periculi . Cicero . As likewife the Propriety of its Ule for Juris - confultus is manifeft , whose proper Bufi- nefs it was , in jure ...
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... true , all Men being , in fome Degree , Offenders , they would all deferve to be capitally punished ; the Confequence of which would be , that they would be plunged in Despair , and give them- felves up to all manner of Crimes . DACIER ...
... true , all Men being , in fome Degree , Offenders , they would all deferve to be capitally punished ; the Confequence of which would be , that they would be plunged in Despair , and give them- felves up to all manner of Crimes . DACIER ...
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... true of written Laws ; but the Laws of Nature , which is the primitive Justice , are quite another thing . Thus Cicero excellently obferves , in his fecond Book De Legibus : There was a Reason ' which sprung from the Bosom of Nature ...
... true of written Laws ; but the Laws of Nature , which is the primitive Justice , are quite another thing . Thus Cicero excellently obferves , in his fecond Book De Legibus : There was a Reason ' which sprung from the Bosom of Nature ...
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... true 12 Ofcian Breed ; Sarmentus , who was never freed , But ran away ; we don't defame him ; His Lady lives , and ftill may claim him . Thus dignify'd , in hardy Fray Thefe Champions their keen Wit display ; And first Sarmentus led the ...
... true 12 Ofcian Breed ; Sarmentus , who was never freed , But ran away ; we don't defame him ; His Lady lives , and ftill may claim him . Thus dignify'd , in hardy Fray Thefe Champions their keen Wit display ; And first Sarmentus led the ...
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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
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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.