The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... rich nor rare , But wonder how the devil they got there . Were others angry : I excus'd them too ; Well might they rage , I gave them but their due . As man's true merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's fecret ftandard in his ...
... rich nor rare , But wonder how the devil they got there . Were others angry : I excus'd them too ; Well might they rage , I gave them but their due . As man's true merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's fecret ftandard in his ...
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Alexander Pope. Preferve him focial , chearful , and ferene , And just as rich as when he serv'd a QUEEN . A. Whether that bleffing be deny'd or giv❜n , Thus far was right , the reft belongs to Heav'n . NOTES . 416 VER . 417. And just as ...
Alexander Pope. Preferve him focial , chearful , and ferene , And just as rich as when he serv'd a QUEEN . A. Whether that bleffing be deny'd or giv❜n , Thus far was right , the reft belongs to Heav'n . NOTES . 416 VER . 417. And just as ...
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... Rich in awe , I come to Council learned in the Law : You'll give me , like a friend both fage and free , Advice ; and ( as you use ) without a Fee . F. I'd write no more . P. Not write ? but then I think , And for my foul I cannot fleep ...
... Rich in awe , I come to Council learned in the Law : You'll give me , like a friend both fage and free , Advice ; and ( as you use ) without a Fee . F. I'd write no more . P. Not write ? but then I think , And for my foul I cannot fleep ...
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... rich or noble knave Shall walk the World , in credit , to his grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and ...
... rich or noble knave Shall walk the World , in credit , to his grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and ...
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... rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn ; While with the filent growth of ten per cent , In dirt and darkness , hundreds ftink content . e Of all these ways , if each pursues his own , Satire be kind , and let the wretch alone : But fhow ...
... rich Widows by their Chine and Brawn ; While with the filent growth of ten per cent , In dirt and darkness , hundreds ftink content . e Of all these ways , if each pursues his own , Satire be kind , and let the wretch alone : But fhow ...
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Page 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.