The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and critical, by S. Johnson, Том 441790 |
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... it but an inch at moft . If in a battle you should find One , whom you love of all mankind , Had fome heroic action ... She turns to envy , ftings , and hiffes : The ftrongest friendship yields to pride , Unless the odds be on our fide ...
... it but an inch at moft . If in a battle you should find One , whom you love of all mankind , Had fome heroic action ... She turns to envy , ftings , and hiffes : The ftrongest friendship yields to pride , Unless the odds be on our fide ...
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... it mine : When he can in one couplet fix More fenfe than I can do in fix ; It gives me fuch a jealous fit , I cry , " Pox take him and his wit ! " I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my own humorous biting way . Arbuthnot is no more my ...
... it mine : When he can in one couplet fix More fenfe than I can do in fix ; It gives me fuch a jealous fit , I cry , " Pox take him and his wit ! " I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my own humorous biting way . Arbuthnot is no more my ...
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... it , " Because no age could more deserve it . " Yet malice never was his aim ; 340 " He lash'd the vice , but spar'd the name . " No individual could resent , " Where thousands equally were meant : " His fatire points at no defect , 345 ...
... it , " Because no age could more deserve it . " Yet malice never was his aim ; 340 " He lash'd the vice , but spar'd the name . " No individual could resent , " Where thousands equally were meant : " His fatire points at no defect , 345 ...
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... it to their shame , " The praife is his , and theirs the blame . " He gave the little wealth he had " To build a houfe for fools and mad ; " To fhew , by one fatiric touch , " No nation wanted it fo much . " That kingdom he hath left ...
... it to their shame , " The praife is his , and theirs the blame . " He gave the little wealth he had " To build a houfe for fools and mad ; " To fhew , by one fatiric touch , " No nation wanted it fo much . " That kingdom he hath left ...
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... she grew fick , And , as fast as she could , to the deanry flew fick . Mifs Morice was ( I can affure you ' tis true ) fick : For , who would not be in that numerous crew fick ? Such mufick would make a fanatick or Jew fick , Yet ...
... she grew fick , And , as fast as she could , to the deanry flew fick . Mifs Morice was ( I can affure you ' tis true ) fick : For , who would not be in that numerous crew fick ? Such mufick would make a fanatick or Jew fick , Yet ...
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Страница 12 - Must undergo the common fate; His kind of wit is out of date. Some country squire to Lintot goes, Inquires for "Swift in Verse and Prose." Says Lintot, "I have heard the name; He died a year ago."— "The same.
Страница 5 - Tis all on me an usurpation. I have no title to aspire ; Yet, when you sink, I seem the higher; In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a sigh I wish it mine : When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six, It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry :
Страница 10 - He'll treat me as he does my betters, Publish my will, my life, my letters ; Revive the libels born to die : Which Pope must bear as well as I. Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament.
Страница 5 - I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my own hum'rous biting way. Arbuthnot is no more my friend, Who dares to irony pretend, Which I was born to introduce, Refin'd it first, and shew'd its use.
Страница 12 - To fancy they could live a year ! I find you're but a stranger here. The Dean was famous in his time, And had a kind of knack at rhyme : His way of writing now is past ; The town has got a better taste. I keep no antiquated stuff, But spick and span I have enough.
Страница 11 - I'll venture for the vole.) Six deans, they say, must bear the pall : (I wish I knew what king to call.) Madam, your husband will attend The funeral of so good a friend.
Страница 30 - When beasts could speak, (the learned say They still can do so every day,) It seems, they had religion then, As much as now we find in men. It happen'd, when a plague broke out, (Which therefore made them more devout...
Страница 54 - The vilest verse thrives best at court. A pamphlet in sir Bob's defence Will never fail to bring in pence : Nor be concern'd about the sale, He pays his workmen on the nail. A prince, the moment he is crown'd...
Страница 96 - Let them rave at making laws ; While they never hold their tongue, Let them dabble in their dung : Let them form a grand committee, How to plague and starve the city ; Let them...
Страница 6 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. Faith, he must make his stories shorter...