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Page 242
A salmon ' s belly , Helluo , was thy fate ; The Fool consistent , and the False
sincere ; The doctor callid , declares all help too late : Priests , Princes , Women ,
no disseuiblers here . " Mercy ! " cries Helluo , “ mercy on my soul ! This clew
once ...
A salmon ' s belly , Helluo , was thy fate ; The Fool consistent , and the False
sincere ; The doctor callid , declares all help too late : Priests , Princes , Women ,
no disseuiblers here . " Mercy ! " cries Helluo , “ mercy on my soul ! This clew
once ...
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What Drops or Nostrum can this plague reniove , | Destroy his fib or sophistry in
vain , Or which must end aie , a Fool ' s wrath or love ? The creature ' s at his dirty
work again , A dire dilemma ! either way I ' m sped ; Thron ' d on the centre of his
...
What Drops or Nostrum can this plague reniove , | Destroy his fib or sophistry in
vain , Or which must end aie , a Fool ' s wrath or love ? The creature ' s at his dirty
work again , A dire dilemma ! either way I ' m sped ; Thron ' d on the centre of his
...
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Laugh thelat any but at fools or foes ; . ... And charitablcomfort kuave and fool , If
Blount dispatch ' d himself ... Her birth , her beauty , crowds and courts confess ,
And let , a - God ' s nanie , ev ' ry fool and knave | Chaste matrons praise her and
...
Laugh thelat any but at fools or foes ; . ... And charitablcomfort kuave and fool , If
Blount dispatch ' d himself ... Her birth , her beauty , crowds and courts confess ,
And let , a - God ' s nanie , ev ' ry fool and knave | Chaste matrons praise her and
...
Page 389
... fools Who is not proud ? the pimp is proud to see Satire ! had I thy Dorset ' s
force divine , So many like himself in high degree : A knave or fool should perish
in each line : The whore is proud her beauties are the dread Tho ' for the first all ...
... fools Who is not proud ? the pimp is proud to see Satire ! had I thy Dorset ' s
force divine , So many like himself in high degree : A knave or fool should perish
in each line : The whore is proud her beauties are the dread Tho ' for the first all ...
Page 393
A fool at forty is a fool indeed . , Whene ' er by seeining chance he throws his eye
And whai so foolish as the chace of Fame ? On mirrors Alushing with his Tyrian
dye , | How vain the prize : how impotent onr aim ! With how sublime a transport ...
A fool at forty is a fool indeed . , Whene ' er by seeining chance he throws his eye
And whai so foolish as the chace of Fame ? On mirrors Alushing with his Tyrian
dye , | How vain the prize : how impotent onr aim ! With how sublime a transport ...
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Page 252 - Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease : Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caus'd himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer ; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Page 198 - And many a gambol frolick'd o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round. And still, as each repeated pleasure tired, Succeeding sports the mirthful band inspired ; The dancing pair that simply sought renown, By holding out to tire each other down ; The swain mistrustless of his smutted face, While secret laughter titter'd round the place; The bashful virgin's sidelong looks of love, The matron's glance that would those looks reprove.
Page 115 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Page 282 - And o'er-informed the tenement of clay. A daring pilot in extremity, Pleased with the danger, when the waves went high, He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his wit. Great wits are sure to madness near allied And thin partitions do their bounds divide; Else, why should he, with wealth and honor blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest?
Page 115 - And that through every stage ; when young, indeed, In full content we sometimes nobly rest, Unanxious for ourselves, and only wish As duteous sons, our fathers were more wise. At thirty man suspects himself a fool ; Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan ; At fifty chides his infamous delay, Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve; In all the magnanimity of thought Resolves and re-resolves; then dies the same.
Page 475 - Big with the vanity of state ; But transient is the smile of Fate ! A little rule, a little sway, A sun-beam in a winter's day, Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave.
Page 198 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labor free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree, While many a pastime circled in the shade, The young contending as the old surveyed; And many a gambol frolicked o'er the ground, And sleights of art and feats of strength went round.
Page 198 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 22 - Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure ; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave. Await alike th' inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 475 - Ethiop's arm. See on the mountain's southern side, Where the prospect opens wide, Where the evening gilds the tide, How close and small the hedges lie, What streaks of meadows cross the eye! A step methinks may pass the stream, So little distant dangers seem; So we mistake the future's face Eyed through Hope's deluding glass; As yon...
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| Title | Elegant Extracts, 1–2. köide Elegant Extracts, J. M. Richardson |
| Editor | Vicesimus Knox |
| Published | 1809 |
| Original from | Harvard University |
| Digitized | 17 jaan. 2008 |
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