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" A. What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk, Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? "
Memoirs of the Life and Administration of Sir Robert Walpole: Earl of Orford - Page 39
by William Coxe - 1816
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Bell's Edition, 77–78. köide

John Bell - 1796 - 480 lehte
...lie ; A lash like mine no honest man shall dread, 15 ut all such babbling blockheads in his stead. Let Sporus tremble — A. What ? that thing of silk, Sporus! that mere white curd of asses' milk? 306 Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections ..., 5. köide

Alexander Pope - 1804 - 190 lehte
...lie ; A lash like mine no honest man shall dread, But all such babbling blockheads in his stead. : Sporus tremble — A. What ? that thing of silk, Sporus ! that mere white curd of asses' milk ? 306 Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ! Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me...
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An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...

Joseph Warton - 1806 - 440 lehte
...flame.f 25. Let Sporus tremble— What ! that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk ! Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, 1. köide

Alexander Pope - 1807 - 474 lehte
...mine no honest man shall dread, Bat all such hahhling hlockheads in his stead. Let .Spot us tremhle— A. What ! that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white...milk? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who hreaks a hutterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap thU hug with gilded wings, This painted child...
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The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions ...

Alexander Pope - 1807 - 288 lehte
...fiction lie ; A lash like mine no honest man shall dread, But all such babbling blockheads in his stead. Let Sporus tremble — A. What? that thing of silk, Sporus! that mere white curd of asses' milk? S06 Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel! Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap...
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Specimens of the Later English Poets: With Preliminary Notices, 2. köide

Robert Southey - 1807 - 472 lehte
...mind that sub. jccts every gratification of sense to the rule of right reason." Pope calls him, « That thing of silk, " Sporus that mere white curd of asses'? milk ;" and perhaps by the bitterness of his invective, vindicates the very character he would blast. Pope...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: In Four Volumes. Collated with the ...

Alexander Pope, Thomas Park - 1808 - 388 lehte
...fiction lie : A lash like mine no honest man shall dread, But all such habbling blockheads in his stead. Let Sporus tremble— A. What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of asses' milk 'i Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel t Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? /'. Yet let me flap...
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Specimens of the British poets, 2. köide

British poets - 1809 - 526 lehte
...such babbling blockheads in his stead. Let Sporus tremble— .-1. What ? that thing of silk, •porus, that mere white curd of asses' milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel .* Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal...
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Elegant Extracts, 1–2. köide

Vicesimus Knox - 1809 - 604 lehte
...stead. Let Soarus tremble. — A. \Vhali that thing of silk ? Spans, thai mere white curd of ass's er, still shall wisdom rind An equal portion dealt to all mankind j As upon a wheel ?• P. Yetletincflap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks...
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Peerage of England. ...

Arthur Collins - 1812 - 564 lehte
...compensate for the most ridiculous foibles, and the most abandoned profligacy. " Let Sporus tremble. — What, that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white...sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this toy with gilded wings ; This painted child of dirt, that stinks...
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