New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection ... from the Most Eminent Prose and Epistolary Writers ...C.& C. Whittingham, 1824 |
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... sure to madness near allied , And thin partitions do their bounds divide ; Else why should he , with wealth and honour bless'd , Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life , yet ...
... sure to madness near allied , And thin partitions do their bounds divide ; Else why should he , with wealth and honour bless'd , Refuse his age the needful hours of rest ? Punish a body which he could not please ; Bankrupt of life , yet ...
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... sure thou'rt but a kilderkin of wit . Like mine , thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; Thy Tragic Muse gives smiles ; thy Comic , sleep . With whate'er gall thou sett'st thyself to write , Thy inoffensive satires never bite . In thy ...
... sure thou'rt but a kilderkin of wit . Like mine , thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; Thy Tragic Muse gives smiles ; thy Comic , sleep . With whate'er gall thou sett'st thyself to write , Thy inoffensive satires never bite . In thy ...
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... sure to conquer - for the rogue is young : And all that's madly wild , or oddly gay , We call it only pretty Fanny's way . Let time that makes you homely make you sage , The sphere of wisdom is the sphere of age . ' Tis true , when ...
... sure to conquer - for the rogue is young : And all that's madly wild , or oddly gay , We call it only pretty Fanny's way . Let time that makes you homely make you sage , The sphere of wisdom is the sphere of age . ' Tis true , when ...
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... sure no Christian poet breathing Would be more scrupulous than a heathen ; Or if to blasphemy it tends , That's but a trifle among friends . Your hero now another Mars is , Makes mighty armies turn their a ― s ; Behold his glittering ...
... sure no Christian poet breathing Would be more scrupulous than a heathen ; Or if to blasphemy it tends , That's but a trifle among friends . Your hero now another Mars is , Makes mighty armies turn their a ― s ; Behold his glittering ...
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... honour to his gown , By bravely running priestcraft down ; He shows , as sure as God's in Gloster , That Moses was a grand impostor , That all his miracles were cheats , Perform'd as jugglers 54 P. IX . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
... honour to his gown , By bravely running priestcraft down ; He shows , as sure as God's in Gloster , That Moses was a grand impostor , That all his miracles were cheats , Perform'd as jugglers 54 P. IX . ELEGANT EXTRACTS .
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Страница 2 - 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 honour blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest?
Страница 1 - A fiery soul, which working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, 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.
Страница 363 - Much wonder'd that the silly sheep had found Such cause of terror in an empty sound, So sweet to huntsman, gentleman, and hound. MORAL. Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day, Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.
Страница 336 - When, pop! she starts before their nose; As eager runs the market-crowd, When 'Catch the thief!' resounds aloud; So Maggie runs, the witches follow, Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow.
Страница 87 - He, who still wanting, tho' he lives on theft, Steals much, spends little, yet has nothing left: And He, who now to sense, now nonsense leaning, Means not, but blunders round about a meaning: And He, whose fustian's so sublimely bad, It is not Poetry, but prose run mad: All these, my modest Satire bade translate, And own'd that nine such Poets made a late.
Страница 331 - The night drave on wi' sangs and clatter; And ay the ale was growing better: The landlady and Tam grew gracious, Wi' favours, secret, sweet, and precious: The Souter tauld his queerest stories; The landlord's laugh was ready chorus: The storm without might rair and rustle, Tam did na mind the storm a whistle. Care, mad to see a man sae happy, E'en drown'd himsel amang the nappy: As bees flee hame wi' lades o' treasure, The minutes wing'd their way wi' pleasure: Kings may be blest, but Tam was glorious,...
Страница 333 - And thro' the whins, and by the cairn, Whare hunters fand the murder'd bairn; And near the thorn, aboon the well, Whare Mungo's mither hang'd hersel. Before him Doon pours all his floods; The doubling storm roars thro' the woods; The lightnings flash from pole to pole; Near and more near the thunders roll: When, glimmering thro' the groaning trees, Kirk-Alloway seemed in a bleeze, Thro' ilka bore the beams were glancing, And loud resounded mirth and dancing. Inspiring bold John Barleycorn! What dangers...
Страница 331 - That ilka melder, wi' the miller, Thou sat as lang as thou had siller ; That ev'ry naig was ca'da shoe on, The smith and thee gat roaring fou on ; That at the Lord's house, ev'n on Sunday, Thou drank wi
Страница 82 - Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me to keep them mad or vain. Arthur, whose giddy son neglects the laws, Imputes to me and my dainn'd works the cause : Poor Cornus sees his frantic wife elope, And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life ! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Страница 2 - In friendship false, implacable in hate, Resolved to ruin or to rule the state...