 Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.  The Works of Alexander Pope - Страница 90по Alexander Pope - 1735Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Jacques Delille - 1824 - 474 страници
...curd of ass's milk? Satire of sense, alas ! can Sporus feel, Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | British anthology - 1825 - 460 страници
...of asses' milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel, Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | John Aikin - 1826 - 840 страници
...of ass's milk ? Satire of ttnse, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1827 - 402 страници
...of asses' milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1828 - 264 страници
...curd of ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Spores feel? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that sticks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes and beauty ne'er... | |
 | Edmund Henry Barker - 1829 - 804 страници
...criticism, chaunts their praises and their demerits in strains divine, and then, with a mortal blow, Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 792 страници
...night, A bell was heard to ring ; And shrieking at her window thrice The raven flapped his wing. Ticket. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, thatstiuks and stings, Pope. I write to you by way atjlopper, to put you in mind, &c. Cheiterfleld.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 436 страници
...A BUC'CIM its. J stinking insect. In the following passage wings are erroneously ascribed to it Vet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, which stinks and stings. BUG 555 of small and larger growth. In Gothic it is Itugg, from ugf, in Saxon... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 страници
...of asses' milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporns feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that, stinKs and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 358 страници
...of ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and sings ; I merely mention one instance of many, in reply to the injustice done to the memory... | |
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