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Strona 27
... laft ! 355 A. But why insult the poor , affront the great ? 360 P. A knave's a knave , to me , in ev'ry state : Alike my scorn , if he succeed or fail , Sporus at court , or Japhet in a jail , A hireling scribler , or a hireling peer ...
... laft ! 355 A. But why insult the poor , affront the great ? 360 P. A knave's a knave , to me , in ev'ry state : Alike my scorn , if he succeed or fail , Sporus at court , or Japhet in a jail , A hireling scribler , or a hireling peer ...
Strona 48
... the elegance and pre- cision of the Original . VER . 93 , 96. Whether old age - shade ] The Original is more finished , and even fublime . Besides , the laft * It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels 48 Book II . IMITATIONS.
... the elegance and pre- cision of the Original . VER . 93 , 96. Whether old age - shade ] The Original is more finished , and even fublime . Besides , the laft * It's proper pow'r to hurt , each creature feels 48 Book II . IMITATIONS.
Strona 67
... laft ; 100 More pleas'd to keep it till their friends should come Than eat the sweetest by themselves at home . NOTES . him : and fo has added furprizing humour and spirit to the easy elegance of the Original . VER . 82. On morning ...
... laft ; 100 More pleas'd to keep it till their friends should come Than eat the sweetest by themselves at home . NOTES . him : and fo has added furprizing humour and spirit to the easy elegance of the Original . VER . 82. On morning ...
Strona 189
... laft . 300 305 * " But why all this of Av'rice ? I have none . " I wish you joy , Sir , of a Tyrant gone ; But does no other lord it at this hour , As wild and mad ? the Avarice of pow'r ? Does neither Rage inflame , nor Fear appall ...
... laft . 300 305 * " But why all this of Av'rice ? I have none . " I wish you joy , Sir , of a Tyrant gone ; But does no other lord it at this hour , As wild and mad ? the Avarice of pow'r ? Does neither Rage inflame , nor Fear appall ...
Strona 221
... laft duty to the Court , and come All fresh and fragrant , to the drawing - room ; In hues as gay , and odours as divine , As the fair fields they fold to look so fine . 210 215 " That's velvet for a King ! " the flatt'rer swears ...
... laft duty to the Court , and come All fresh and fragrant , to the drawing - room ; In hues as gay , and odours as divine , As the fair fields they fold to look so fine . 210 215 " That's velvet for a King ! " the flatt'rer swears ...
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Strona 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Strona 17 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Strona 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Strona 243 - Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old! See thronging Millions to the Pagod run, And offer Country, Parent, Wife, or Son! Hear her black Trumpet thro' the Land proclaim, That "Not to be corrupted is the Shame.
Strona 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Strona 234 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Strona 6 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Strona 30 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Strona 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Strona 157 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.