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140 In malice to proud wits some proudly lull Their peevish reason , vain of being
dull : When soine home joke has siung their solemn souls , Io vengeance they
determine --- to be fools ; Thro ' spleen , that little Nature gave make less , Quite ...
140 In malice to proud wits some proudly lull Their peevish reason , vain of being
dull : When soine home joke has siung their solemn souls , Io vengeance they
determine --- to be fools ; Thro ' spleen , that little Nature gave make less , Quite ...
Page 117
But one admirer has the painted lass , Nor finds that one but in her looking - glass
: Yet Laura's beautiful to such excese , That all her art scarce makes her please
us less . To deck the female cheek he only knows , Who paints less fair the lily ...
But one admirer has the painted lass , Nor finds that one but in her looking - glass
: Yet Laura's beautiful to such excese , That all her art scarce makes her please
us less . To deck the female cheek he only knows , Who paints less fair the lily ...
Page 166
Pope ! if like mine or Codrus ' were thy style , The blood of vipers had not stain'd
thy file ; Merit less solid less despite had bred ; They had not bit , and then they
had not bled . Fame is a public mistress none enjoys , But , more or less , his
rival's ...
Pope ! if like mine or Codrus ' were thy style , The blood of vipers had not stain'd
thy file ; Merit less solid less despite had bred ; They had not bit , and then they
had not bled . Fame is a public mistress none enjoys , But , more or less , his
rival's ...
Page 154
For man to murmur or repine At what by thee is done , No less absurd than to
complain Of darkness in the sun , CXXXI . Who would not , with an heart at ease ,
Bright eye , unclouded brow , Wisdom and Goodness at the helm , The roughest
...
For man to murmur or repine At what by thee is done , No less absurd than to
complain Of darkness in the sun , CXXXI . Who would not , with an heart at ease ,
Bright eye , unclouded brow , Wisdom and Goodness at the helm , The roughest
...
Page 201
Less fear we rugged ruffians of the North , 50 Than Virtue's well - clad rebels
nearer home : Less Loyola's disguis'd , all - aping sons , Than traitors lurking in
our appetites ; Less all the legions Seine and Tagus send , Than unrein'd
passions ...
Less fear we rugged ruffians of the North , 50 Than Virtue's well - clad rebels
nearer home : Less Loyola's disguis'd , all - aping sons , Than traitors lurking in
our appetites ; Less all the legions Seine and Tagus send , Than unrein'd
passions ...
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Page 125 - Tis greatly wise to know before we're told The melancholy news that we grow old. Autumnal Lyce carries in her face Memento mori to each public place. O how your beating breast a mistress warms Who looks through spectacles to see your charms ! While rival undertakers hover round, And with his spade the sexton marks the ground, Intent not on her own, but others' doom, She plans new conquests and defrauds the tomb.
Page 152 - One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe ; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Page 135 - Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
Page 27 - And with strong faith foment the holy fire ! Stretch out my soul in hope, and grasp the prize, Which in eternity's deep bosom lies ! At the great day of recompense behold, Devoid of fear, the fatal book unfold ! Then wafted upward to the blissful seat, From age to age, my grateful song repeat ; My light, my life, my God, my Saviour see, And rival angels in the praise of thee.
Page 133 - Thus strictly prov'd this virtuous, loving wife, Her husband's pain was dearer than her life. Anxious Melania rises to my view, Who never thinks her lover pays his due : Visit, present, treat, flatter, and adore ; Her majesty, to-morrow, calls for more. His wounded ears complaints eternal fill, As unoil'd hinges, querulously shrill. " You went last night with Celia to the ball.
Page 94 - For, lo ! Philander, of reproach afraid, In secret loves his wife, but keeps her maid. Some nymphs sell reputation ; others buy ; And love a market where the rates run high : Italian music's sweet, because 'tis dear ; Their vanity is tickled, not their ear : Their tastes would lessen, if the prices fell, And Shakespeare's wretched stuff do quite as well; Away the disenchanted fair would throng, And own that English is their mother tongue.
Page 124 - Across the room, and toss into the chair. So far their commerce with mankind is gone, They, for our manners, have exchang'd their own. The modest look, the castigated grace, The gentle movement, and slow-measur'd pace, For which her lovers died, her parents paid, Are indecorums with the modern maid.
Page 164 - With fame, in just proportion, envy grows ; The man that makes a character, makes foes : Slight, peevish insects round a genius rise, As a bright day awakes the world of flies ; With hearty malice, but with feeble wing, (To show they live) they flutter, and they sting : But as by depredations wasps proclaim The fairest fruit, so these the fairest fame.
Page 83 - Of court and town the noontide masquerade ; Where swarms of knaves the vizor quite disgrace, And hide secure behind a naked face ? Where nature's end of language is declin'd, And men talk only to conceal the mind...
Page 138 - On others' fame, thro' fondness for our own. Of rank and riches proud, Cleora frowns ; For are not coronets akin to crowns ? Her greedy eye, and her sublime address, The height of avarice and pride confess.
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| Title | Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill ... Volumes 86-87 of Bell's Edition: The Poets of Great Britain Complete from Chaucer to Churchill, John Hamilton Mortimer |
| Illustrated by | Thomas Stothard, John Hamilton Mortimer |
| Publisher | J. Bell, 1803 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 4 Oct 2006 |
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