The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, 40. köideSamuel Johnson C. Bathurst, 1779 |
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... From fleets triumphant o'er the Gallic coaft . Such was Ierne's claim , as just as thine , Her fons defcended from the British line ; B 3 Her Her matchlefs fons , whofe valour ftill remains On French HORACE , BOOK I. ODE XIV .
... From fleets triumphant o'er the Gallic coaft . Such was Ierne's claim , as just as thine , Her fons defcended from the British line ; B 3 Her Her matchlefs fons , whofe valour ftill remains On French HORACE , BOOK I. ODE XIV .
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... Such god - like virtues in the king ; A minifter fo fill'd with zeal ** And wisdom for the common - weal : If he + who in the chair prefides So fteadily the fenate guides : If others , whom you make your theme , Are feconds in the ...
... Such god - like virtues in the king ; A minifter fo fill'd with zeal ** And wisdom for the common - weal : If he + who in the chair prefides So fteadily the fenate guides : If others , whom you make your theme , Are feconds in the ...
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... crown : If clergymen , to fhew their wit , Praife clafficks more than holy writ : If bankrupts , when they are undone , Into the fenate - house can run , And And sell their votes at such a rate , As $ 34 POEMS . SWIFT'S.
... crown : If clergymen , to fhew their wit , Praife clafficks more than holy writ : If bankrupts , when they are undone , Into the fenate - house can run , And And sell their votes at such a rate , As $ 34 POEMS . SWIFT'S.
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With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. And sell their votes at such a rate , As will retrieve a loft eftate : If law be fuch a partial whore , To spare the rich , and plague the poor : If these be of all crimes the ...
With Prefaces, Biographical and Critical Samuel Johnson. And sell their votes at such a rate , As will retrieve a loft eftate : If law be fuch a partial whore , To spare the rich , and plague the poor : If these be of all crimes the ...
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... Such a rocket is my Mufe : Should I lofty numbers chufe , Ere I reach'd Parnaffus ' top , I fhould burft , and bursting drop ; All my fire would fall in fcraps ; Give your head fome gentle raps ; Only make it smart a while : Then could ...
... Such a rocket is my Mufe : Should I lofty numbers chufe , Ere I reach'd Parnaffus ' top , I fhould burft , and bursting drop ; All my fire would fall in fcraps ; Give your head fome gentle raps ; Only make it smart a while : Then could ...
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Page 250 - dead, Than all the fnivelers round my bed. My good companions, never fear; ' For though you may miftake a year, Though your prognoftics run too faft, 145 They mu'ft be verify'd at laft. Behold the fatal day arrive ! *' How is the Dean ?''—" He 's juft alive." Now the departing prayer is read ; He hardly breathes — The Dean is dead.
Page 276 - And, when his medicines do no good, Supports their minds with heavenly food, At which, however well intended, He hears the clergy are offended ; And grown fo bold behind his back, To call him hypocrite and quack. In his own church he keeps a feat ; Says grace before and after meat; And calls, without affefting airs, His
Page 221 - Untwifts a wire, and from her gums A fet of teeth completely comes. Pulls out the rags contriv'd to prop Her flabby dugs, and down they drop. Proceeding on, the lovely Goddefs Unlaces next her fteel-ribb'd bodice, Which, by the operator's fkill, Prefs down the lumps, the hollows fill. Up goes her hand, and off
Page 72 - four o'clock." The chairmen are not to be found, " Come, let us play the other round." Now all in hafte they huddle on Their hoods, their cloaks, and get them gone ; But, firft, the winner muft invite The company to-morrow night. Unlucky madam, left in tears ..(Who now again quadrille forfwears), With empty
Page 254 - To fancy they could live a year ! " I find you 're but a ftranger here. " The Dean was famous in his time, " And had a kind of knack at rhyme. " His way of writing now is paft
Page 149 - Do but hear on the Clergy how glib his tongue ran ; " And, madam, fays he, if fuch dinners you give, " You'll ne'er want for Parfons as long as you live. " I ne'er knew a Parfon without a good nofe;
Page 14 - to wrap up fpice. Get all your verfes printed fair, Then let them well be dried ; And Curll muft have a fpecial care To leave the margin wide. Lend thefe to paper-fparing* Pope; And when he fits to write, No letter with an envelope Could give him more delight. When Pope has fill'd the margins round, Why then recall your loan
Page 145 - And not among ladies to give themfelves airs." .? Thus argued my Lady, but argued in vain ; The Knight his opinion refolved to maintain. But Hannah f, who liften'd to all that was paft, . ] And could not endure fo vulgar a tafte, * A cant word in Ireland for a poor country clergyman. F.
Page 145 - But a rabble of tenants, and rufty dull * Rums. " With Parfons what lady can keep herfelf clean ? . " I 'm all over daub'd when I fit by the Dean. ; " But if you will give us a barrack, my dear, , ! " The Captain, I 'm fure, will always come here; ,
Page 64 - for not a line Of all the fatire fliall be mine. Compell'd by you to tag in rhymes The common flanders of the times, Of modern times, the guilt is yours. And me my innocence fecures. Unwilling Mufe, begin thy lay, The annals of a female day. By nature turn'd to play the rake