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British poets. " Twas thus Calypso once each heart alarm'd , Awed without virtue , without beauty charm'd ; Her tongue bewitch'd as oddly as her eyes ; Less wit than mimic , more a wit than wise : Strange graces still , and stranger ...
British poets. " Twas thus Calypso once each heart alarm'd , Awed without virtue , without beauty charm'd ; Her tongue bewitch'd as oddly as her eyes ; Less wit than mimic , more a wit than wise : Strange graces still , and stranger ...
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... bite the town , And mighty dukes pack cards for half a crown : See Britain sunk in lucre's sordid charms , [ arms ! ' And France revenged of Anne's and Edward's ' Twas no court - badge , great scrivener ! 102 MORAL ESSAYS .
... bite the town , And mighty dukes pack cards for half a crown : See Britain sunk in lucre's sordid charms , [ arms ! ' And France revenged of Anne's and Edward's ' Twas no court - badge , great scrivener ! 102 MORAL ESSAYS .
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British poets. ' Twas no court - badge , great scrivener ! fired thy Nor lordly luxury , nor city gain : - [ brain , No , ' twas thy righteous end , ashamed to see Senates degenerate , patriots disagree , And nobly wishing party - rage ...
British poets. ' Twas no court - badge , great scrivener ! fired thy Nor lordly luxury , nor city gain : - [ brain , No , ' twas thy righteous end , ashamed to see Senates degenerate , patriots disagree , And nobly wishing party - rage ...
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... Twas very want that sold them for two pound . What , e'en denied a cordial at his end , Banish'd the doctor , and expell'd the friend ? What but a want , which you perhaps think mad , Yet numbers feel , —the want of what he had ! Cutler ...
... Twas very want that sold them for two pound . What , e'en denied a cordial at his end , Banish'd the doctor , and expell'd the friend ? What but a want , which you perhaps think mad , Yet numbers feel , —the want of what he had ! Cutler ...
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... , now was wit ; And God's good providence , a lucky hit . Things change their titles as our manners turn : His counting - house employ'd the Sunday morn : Seldom at church ( ' twas such a busy life THE USE OF RICHES . 109.
... , now was wit ; And God's good providence , a lucky hit . Things change their titles as our manners turn : His counting - house employ'd the Sunday morn : Seldom at church ( ' twas such a busy life THE USE OF RICHES . 109.
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Page 32 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 6 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose, Now one in verse makes many more in prose. 'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 126 - The world recedes ; it disappears ; Heaven opens on my eyes ; my ears With sounds seraphic ring : Lend, lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O grave ! where is thy victory ? O death ! where is thy sting...
Page 8 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature! still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides : In some fair body thus th...
Page 12 - If once right reason drives that cloud away, Truth breaks upon us with resistless day. Trust not yourself; but your defects to know Make use of every friend — and every foe.
Page 15 - Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Page 56 - Go, from the creatures thy instructions take: Learn from the birds what food the thickets yield, Learn from the beasts the physic of the field; Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave ; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Page 36 - Better for us, perhaps, it might appear, Were there all harmony, all virtue here; That never air or ocean felt the wind. That never passion discomposed the mind. But all subsists by elemental strife ; And passions are the elements of life.
Page 39 - Were we to press, inferior might on ours; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd: From Nature's chain whatever link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. And, if each system in gradation roll Alike essential to th' amazing whole, The least confusion but in one, not all That system only, but the whole must fall.
Page 36 - Annual for me the grape, the rose renew, The juice nectareous and the balmy dew ; For me the mine a thousand treasures brings ; For me health gushes from a thousand springs ; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise ; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.