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... rage , Thy satire point , and animate thy page . 260 THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES . IN IMITATION OF THE TENTH SATIRE OF JUVENAL . LET Observation , with extensive view , Survey mankind from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil , each ...
... rage , Thy satire point , and animate thy page . 260 THE VANITY OF HUMAN WISHES . IN IMITATION OF THE TENTH SATIRE OF JUVENAL . LET Observation , with extensive view , Survey mankind from China to Peru ; Remark each anxious toil , each ...
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... rage with treacherous skill , And mould his passions till they make his will . Unnumber'd maladies his joints invade , Lay siege to life , and press the dire blockade ; But unextinguish'd Avarice still remains , And dreaded losses ...
... rage with treacherous skill , And mould his passions till they make his will . Unnumber'd maladies his joints invade , Lay siege to life , and press the dire blockade ; But unextinguish'd Avarice still remains , And dreaded losses ...
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... Rage ; Let Study , worn with virtue's fruitless lore , Behold this theatre , and grieve no more . This night , distinguish'd by your smiles , shall tell That never Briton can in vain excel : The slightest arts futurity shall trust , And ...
... Rage ; Let Study , worn with virtue's fruitless lore , Behold this theatre , and grieve no more . This night , distinguish'd by your smiles , shall tell That never Briton can in vain excel : The slightest arts futurity shall trust , And ...
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... ; Disabled both to combat , or to fly , Must hear all taunts , and hear without reply . 10 Unchecked , on both loud rabbles vent their rage , 40 JOHNSON'S POEMS . Prologue to Goldsmith's Comedy 6 of The Good-Natured Man,' 1769.
... ; Disabled both to combat , or to fly , Must hear all taunts , and hear without reply . 10 Unchecked , on both loud rabbles vent their rage , 40 JOHNSON'S POEMS . Prologue to Goldsmith's Comedy 6 of The Good-Natured Man,' 1769.
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... rage , Or right , or wrong , once hooted from the stage ; From zeal or malice now no more we dread , For English vengeance wars not with the dead . A generous foe regards with pitying eye The man whom Fate has laid - where all must lie ...
... rage , Or right , or wrong , once hooted from the stage ; From zeal or malice now no more we dread , For English vengeance wars not with the dead . A generous foe regards with pitying eye The man whom Fate has laid - where all must lie ...
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Page 201 - The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Page 158 - A stranger yet to pain ! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 175 - On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.
Page 30 - Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron, and the jail. See nations, slowly wise and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust.
Page 161 - Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader, browner shade, Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think (At ease...
Page 177 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes ; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm ; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 200 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 166 - Alas, regardless of their doom, The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day.
Page 165 - Gainst graver hours that bring constraint To sweeten liberty: Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign And unknown regions dare descry: Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
Page 202 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear : Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village- Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...