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... known , Ambitioufly defign'd his Sh's Throne . For ancient Decker prophefi'd long fince , That in this Pile fhou'd Reign a mighty Prince , Born for a fcourge of Wit , and flayle of Senfe : To whom true Dullness fhou'd fome Pfyches owe ...
... known , Ambitioufly defign'd his Sh's Throne . For ancient Decker prophefi'd long fince , That in this Pile fhou'd Reign a mighty Prince , Born for a fcourge of Wit , and flayle of Senfe : To whom true Dullness fhou'd fome Pfyches owe ...
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... from Ireland let him reign To farr Barbadoes on the Western Main ; Of his Dominion may no End be known , And greater than his Father's be his Throne . } Beyond Beyond Love's Kingdom let him ftretch his Pen He paus'd ( 6 )
... from Ireland let him reign To farr Barbadoes on the Western Main ; Of his Dominion may no End be known , And greater than his Father's be his Throne . } Beyond Beyond Love's Kingdom let him ftretch his Pen He paus'd ( 6 )
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... known , Not Copies drawn , but Iffue of thy own . Nay let thy Men of Wit too be the fame , All full of Thee , and differing but in Name ; But let no Alien S - dly interpofe To lard with Wit thy hungry Epfom Profe . And when falfe ...
... known , Not Copies drawn , but Iffue of thy own . Nay let thy Men of Wit too be the fame , All full of Thee , and differing but in Name ; But let no Alien S - dly interpofe To lard with Wit thy hungry Epfom Profe . And when falfe ...
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... known , Mark'd out , and gaz'd at thro ' the wond'ring Town , By all the Rabble paffing up and down ? So Oats and Bedloe have been pointed at , And every bufie Coxcomb of the State : The meaneft Felons who thro ' Holborn go , More Eyes ...
... known , Mark'd out , and gaz'd at thro ' the wond'ring Town , By all the Rabble paffing up and down ? So Oats and Bedloe have been pointed at , And every bufie Coxcomb of the State : The meaneft Felons who thro ' Holborn go , More Eyes ...
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... known Coward , Fool , or Knave , And praife his Lineage , and Nobility , Whofe Arms at firft came from the Company . ' Tis fo , ' twas ever fo , fince heretofore The blind old Bard , with Dog and Bell before , Was fain to fing for Bread ...
... known Coward , Fool , or Knave , And praife his Lineage , and Nobility , Whofe Arms at firft came from the Company . ' Tis fo , ' twas ever fo , fince heretofore The blind old Bard , with Dog and Bell before , Was fain to fing for Bread ...
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appear'd Bard Bawds Befides Bilk'd blefs boafted Brains Chufe Court and Town Coxcomb Cry'd defign'd Drugget dull Dullnefs elfe Epfom Fabrick facred faid fair Augufta falfe fam'd Fame Fate Father's fcarce fenfe fent fhou'd Fight fince fing fleep fome Fools forc'd fpread ftand ftarve ftill ftood fuccefs fuch fung glorious Heywood himſelf hopes Ideot Iffue immortal inclin'd infpir'd inftead juft Labours laft laſt Lawrel let thy lewd loft Love's Kingdom Lute MAC FLECKNOE Majefty may'ft meaneft mighty moſt Mufe Muft Name ne'er needy Numbers Nurſery Ogleby paffing Pfyche Pfyche's pleaſe Poetry Poets praife Praiſe Preach prepar'd Prieft Prince Profe Punks purchaſe Rage raife reft reign Renown Rhiming SATYR Scriblers Senfe Sh's Shore ſpend Syre Tautology tawdry thee thefe thine Thought thro Throne thy felf thy Mind thy wretched trading tread Truft Vaft Verfe vile Whofe Whore wond'rous wou'd Would'ft thou writ write
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Page 3 - Through all the realms of Nonsense absolute. This aged prince, now flourishing in peace, And blest with issue of a large increase, Worn out with business, did at length debate To settle the succession of the state; And pond'ring which of all his sons was fit To reign and wage immortal war with wit, Cried : " 'Tis resolved, for Nature pleads that he Should only rule who most resembles me.
Page 4 - To teach the nations in thy greater name. My warbling lute, the lute I whilom strung, When to King John of Portugal I sung, Was but the prelude to that glorious day, When thou on silver Thames didst cut thy way, With well-tim'd oars before the royal barge. Swell'd with the pride of thy celestial charge...
Page 6 - Rome's other hope, and pillar of the state. His brows thick fogs, instead of glories, grace, And lambent dulness play'd around his face.
Page 7 - Where did his wit on learning fix a brand And rail at arts he did not understand? Where made he love in Prince Nicander's vein Or swept the dust in Psyche's humble strain? Where sold he bargains, "whipstitch, kiss my arse", Promised a play and dwindled to a farce?
Page 8 - This is thy province, this thy wondrous way, New humours to invent for each new play: This is that boasted bias of thy mind, By which one way to dulness 'tis inclined: Which makes thy writings lean on one side still, And, in all changes, that way bends thy will. Nor let thy mountain-belly make pretence Of likeness; thine's a tympany of sense. A tun of man in thy large bulk is writ, But sure thou'rt but a kilderkin of wit.
Page 6 - Ne'er to have peace with wit, nor truce with sense. The King himself the sacred unction made, As King by office, and as priest by trade. In his sinister hand, instead of ball, He plac'da mighty mug of potent ale; Love's Kingdom...
Page 6 - Full on the filial dullness: long he stood, Repelling from his breast the raging God, At length burst out in this prophetic mood...
Page 3 - Some beams of wit on other souls may fall, Strike through and make a lucid interval ; But Shadwell's genuine night admits no ray, His rising fogs prevail upon the day.
Page 6 - tis sung, by Tiber's brook, Presage of sway from twice six vultures took. The admiring throng loud acclamations make, And omens of his future empire take. The sire then shook the honours of his head, And from his brows damps of oblivion shed, Full on the filial dulness...
Page 14 - The wretch, at summing up his misspent days, Found nothing left, but poverty, and praise? Of all his gains by verse he could not save Enough to purchase flannel, and a grave: Reduc'd to want, he, in due time, fell sick, Was fain to die, and be interr'd on tick; And well might bless the fever that was sent, To rid him hence, and his worse fate prevent.