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... never deviates into fenfe . Some Beams of Wit on other Souls may fall , Strike through and make a lucid intervall ; But Sh ' s genuine night admits no ray , His rifing Fogs prevail upon the Day : Befides , his goodly Fabrick fills the ...
... never deviates into fenfe . Some Beams of Wit on other Souls may fall , Strike through and make a lucid intervall ; But Sh ' s genuine night admits no ray , His rifing Fogs prevail upon the Day : Befides , his goodly Fabrick fills the ...
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... never treads in Buskins here , Nor greater Johnfon dares in Socks appear . But gentle Simkin juft reception finds Amidit this Monument of vanifht minds : Pure Clinches , the fuburbian Mufe affords ; And Panton waging harmless War with ...
... never treads in Buskins here , Nor greater Johnfon dares in Socks appear . But gentle Simkin juft reception finds Amidit this Monument of vanifht minds : Pure Clinches , the fuburbian Mufe affords ; And Panton waging harmless War with ...
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... never bite . In thy fellonious Heart , though Venom lies , It does but touch thy Irish Pen , and dies . Thy Genius calls thee not to purchase Fame , In keen lambicks , but mild Anagram : Leave writing Plays , and chufe for thy Command ...
... never bite . In thy fellonious Heart , though Venom lies , It does but touch thy Irish Pen , and dies . Thy Genius calls thee not to purchase Fame , In keen lambicks , but mild Anagram : Leave writing Plays , and chufe for thy Command ...
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... VValler himfelf may thank Inheritance For what he elfe had never got by Senfe . On Butler who can think without juft Rage , The Glory and the Scandal of the Age } } Fair Fair stood his hopes when first he came to Town.
... VValler himfelf may thank Inheritance For what he elfe had never got by Senfe . On Butler who can think without juft Rage , The Glory and the Scandal of the Age } } Fair Fair stood his hopes when first he came to Town.
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... never yet Been tax'd amongst the Grievances of State . The Turky , Guinny , Indian Gainers be , And all but the Poetick Company : Each place of Traffick , Bantam , Smyrna , Zant , Greenland , Virginia , Sevil , Alicant , And France ...
... never yet Been tax'd amongst the Grievances of State . The Turky , Guinny , Indian Gainers be , And all but the Poetick Company : Each place of Traffick , Bantam , Smyrna , Zant , Greenland , Virginia , Sevil , Alicant , And France ...
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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.