Poetical Works: To which is Prefixed an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, Volume 2T. Evans, 1774 |
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... eye of critic dunce . DULLNESS alarm'd , collects her Force , And FOLLY fcreams till fhe is hoarfe . Then far abroad the LIBEL flies From all th ' artillery of lies , MALICE , delighted , flaps her wing , And EPIGRAM prepares her sting ...
... eye of critic dunce . DULLNESS alarm'd , collects her Force , And FOLLY fcreams till fhe is hoarfe . Then far abroad the LIBEL flies From all th ' artillery of lies , MALICE , delighted , flaps her wing , And EPIGRAM prepares her sting ...
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... eyes , Would fanctify the noble prize . While modern critics fhould behold Their near relation to the old , And wondring gape at one another , To fee the likeness of a brother . But with us rhiming moderns here , Critics are not the ...
... eyes , Would fanctify the noble prize . While modern critics fhould behold Their near relation to the old , And wondring gape at one another , To fee the likeness of a brother . But with us rhiming moderns here , Critics are not the ...
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... eyes . Tho ' thousands may arrive at fame , Yet never take one path the fame . An Author's vanity or pride Can't bear a neighbour by his fide , Altho ' he but delighted goes Along the track which nature shows , Nor ever madly runs ...
... eyes . Tho ' thousands may arrive at fame , Yet never take one path the fame . An Author's vanity or pride Can't bear a neighbour by his fide , Altho ' he but delighted goes Along the track which nature shows , Nor ever madly runs ...
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... , Nor affectation , warps aside ; Who drags no author from his shelf , To talk on with an eye to self ; Careless alike , in converfation , Of cenfure , or of approbation ; Who Who freely thinks , and freely speaks , And meets ( 31 )
... , Nor affectation , warps aside ; Who drags no author from his shelf , To talk on with an eye to self ; Careless alike , in converfation , Of cenfure , or of approbation ; Who Who freely thinks , and freely speaks , And meets ( 31 )
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... , they fit you to a hair . Now you , Sir Vagrant , quickly don The robes his Majesty had on . And now , O WORLD , fo wond'rous wife , Who fee with fuch difcerning eyes , Put Put obfervation to the Stretch , Come which is King ( 38 )
... , they fit you to a hair . Now you , Sir Vagrant , quickly don The robes his Majesty had on . And now , O WORLD , fo wond'rous wife , Who fee with fuch difcerning eyes , Put Put obfervation to the Stretch , Come which is King ( 38 )
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