Poems, Volume 1

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John Churchill and W. Flexney, 1766 - English poetry
 

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Page 67 - LET the Vain Tyrant sit amidst his guards, His puny GREEN-ROOM Wits and Venal Bards, Who meanly tremble at the Puppet's frown, And for a Playhouse Freedom lose their own...
Page 101 - Who boast no merit but mere knack of rhyme, Short gleams of sense, and satire out of time; Who cannot follow where trim fancy leads, By prattling streams...
Page 115 - Which, in I know not what far country, grows, Was Maggy unto me : dear do I rue A lass so fair should ever prove untrue.
Page 87 - Give them but credit for a statesman's brains. All would be deem'd e'en from the cradle fit To rule in politics as well as wit. The grave, the gay, the fopling, and the dunce, Start up (God bless us !) statesmen all at once.
Page 48 - His voice no touch of harmony admits, Irregularly deep and shrill by fits : The two extremes appear, like man and wife, Coupled together for the sake of strife.
Page 39 - In perfon graceful, and in fenfe refin'd ; Her art as much as Nature's friend became, Her voice as free from blemifh as her fame. Who knows fo well in majefty to pleafe, Attemper'd with the graceful charms of eafe ? When Congreve's favour'd pantomime to grace...
Page 14 - Mark'd out her course, nor spar'da glorious fault ; The book of Man he read with nicest art, And ransack'd all the secrets of the heart, Exerted penetration's utmost force, And trac'd each...
Page 33 - Next, to the field a band of females draw Their force ; for Britain owns no Salique Law : Just to their worth, we female rights admit, Nor bar their claim to Empire or to Wit.
Page 153 - Are aptly join'd; where parts on parts depend, Each made for each, as bodies for their soul, So as to form one true and perfect whole; Where a plain story to the eye is told, Which we conceive the moment we behold, — Hogarth unrivall'd stands, and shall engage Unrivall'd praise to the most distant age.
Page 9 - Sense appear'd, by Nature there Appointed, with plain Truth, to guard the chair. The pageant saw, and, blasted with her frown, To its first state of nothing melted down.

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