The Spleen: An Epistle Inscribed to His Particular Friend Mr. C.J.

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A. Dodd ... and at all the pamphlet-shops in town., 1738 - 67 Seiten

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Seite 13 - Renounces wisdom's sullen pomp, And loves the floral game, to romp. But who can view the pointed rays, That from black eyes scintillant blaze ? Love on his throne of glory seems Encompass'd with satellite beams.
Seite 27 - With airy purchafes undone Of lands, which none lend money on, Born dull, had follow'd thriving ways, Nor loft one hour to gather bays.
Seite 17 - By th' magi, who law-fortunes tell, I shun ; nor let it breed within Anxiety, and that the Spleen ; Law, grown a forest, where perplex The mazes, and the brambles vex ; Where its twelve verd'rers every day Are changing still the public way : Yet, if we miss...
Seite 39 - And skill to make a busy hour, With trips to town life to amuse, To purchase books, and hear the news, To see old friends, brush off the clown, And quicken taste at coming down, Unhurt by sickness...
Seite 25 - I in no soul-consumption wait Whole years at levees of the great, And hungry hopes regale the while On the spare diet of a smile.
Seite 50 - Historically cuts up men, And does with lucid skill impart Their inward ails of head and heart. Laurence proceeds another way, And...
Seite 36 - May heav'n (it's all I wish for) send One genial room to treat a friend, Where decent cup-board, little plate, Display benevolence, not state.
Seite 42 - With tender eyes, and colours faint, And trembling hands forbear to paint. Who features veil'd by light can hit ? ; Where can, what has no outline, sit ? My soul, the vain attempt forego, Thyself, the fitter subject, know. He wisely shuns the bold extreme, Who soon lays by th...
Seite 16 - To solace the fatigues of life; And old inspired times display, How wives could love, and yet obey. Then truth, and patience of...
Seite 35 - Two hundred pounds, half-yearly paid, Annuity securely made, A farm some twenty miles from town, Small, tight, salubrious, and my own: Two maids, that never saw the town, A serving-man not quite a clown, A boy to help to tread the mow...

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