The poetical works of Charles Churchill, with notes by W. Tooke. with a memoir by J.L. Hannay, Volume 2

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Page 101 - Born and educated in this country, I glory in the name of Briton ; and the peculiar happiness of my life will ever consist in promoting the welfare of a people, whose loyalty and warm affection to me I consider as the greatest and most permanent security of my throne...
Page 105 - ... of all Hues and Odours seem to tell What Street they sail'd from, by their Sight and Smell. They, as each Torrent drives, with rapid Force From Smithfield, or St. Pulchre's shape their Course, And in huge Confluent join at Snow-Hill Ridge, Fall from the Conduit prone to Holborn-Bridge. Sweepings from Butchers Stalls, Dung, Guts, and Blood, Drown'd Puppies, stinking Sprats, all drench'd in Mud, Dead Cats and Turnip-Tops, come tumbling down the Flood.
Page 93 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Page 69 - A hateful tax levied upon commodities, and adjudged not by the common judges of property, but wretches hired by those to whom excise is paid.
Page 202 - Let it hold up this comment to his eyes — Life to the last enjoy'd, here Churchill lies ; Whilst (O, what joy that pleasing flattery gives !) Reading my Works, he cries — Here Churchill lives.
Page 34 - While they were inquiring and deliberating, they were summoned into the girl's chamber by some ladies who were near her bed, and who had heard knocks and scratches. When the gentlemen entered, the girl declared that she felt the spirit like a mouse upon her back, and was required to hold her hands out of bed.
Page 25 - Which can the meanest of my thoughts control, Or shake one settled purpose of my soul ; Free and at large might their wild curses roam. If all, if all, alas ! were well at home.
Page 302 - In this interval I published at London my Natural History of Religion, along with some other small pieces : its public entry was rather obscure, except only that Dr. Hurd wrote a pamphlet against it, with all the illiberal petulance, arrogance, and scurrility, which distinguish the Warburtonian school. This pamphlet gave me some consolation for the otherwise indifferent reception of my performance.
Page 114 - He for subscribers baits his hook, And takes your cash ; but where's the book ? No matter where; wise fear, you know, Forbids the robbing of a foe; But what, to serve our private ends, Forbids the cheating of our friends...
Page 264 - Adorn'd with elegance, that easy flow Of ready wit, which never made a foe ; That face, that form, that dignity, that ease, Those powers of pleasing, with that will to please, By which Lepel, when in her youthful days, E'en from the currish Pope extorted praise, We see, transmitted, in her daughter shine, And view a new Lepel in Caroline.

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