The Rosciad. The apology. The prophecy of famine, a Scots pastoral. An epistle to William Hogarth. The ghost. book 1-2J. Churchill and W. Flexney, 1774 - English poetry |
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Actors Æther againſt applauſe Becauſe boaſt breaſt Candour cauſe courſe curfe defire dull e'en eaſe ev'ry eyes facred fafe falfhood fame Fate fatire fcorns fear fenfe fervile fhall fhould fide fimple firſt flave flowing tears folemn Folly fome fons fools Fools believe form'd foul ftands ftate ftill ftrain ftream fuch gen'ral Genius grace greateſt hate hath heart herſelf himſelf HOGARTH honeft honour humour int'reft join'd Juftice juſt merit mighty moſt Mufe muft Muſe muſt Nature Nature's ne'er numbers o'er paffions paſs Play'r pleas'd pleaſe POMPOSO pow'r praiſe pride PRUDENCE purſue rage raiſe Reaſon reſt rife rime riſe ſcarce ſcene ſcorn ſeen ſenſe ſhall ſhame ſhe ſkill ſmile ſpeak ſpite ſpread ſtage ſtand ſtate ſtill ſtrange thee thefe themſelves theſe things thofe thoſe Thou thro trembling TRUTH turn'd Unleſs vile Virtue Whilft whofe Whoſe wife WILLIAM HOGARTH
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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 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 UnrivalPd praise to the most distant age.
Page 13 - In one hand a wand he bore, For mighty wonders fam'd in days of yore ; The other held a globe, which to his will Obedient turn'd, and own'd the master's skill: Things of the noblest kind his genius drew, And look'd through Nature at a single view : A loose he gave to his unbounded soul, And taught new lands to rise, new seas to roll ; Call'd into being scenes unknown before, And, passing Nature's bounds, was something more.
Page 34 - With all the native vigour of sixteen, Among the merry troop conspicuous seen, See lively Pope advance in jig, and trip Corinna, Cherry, Honeycomb, and Snip ; Not without art, but yet to Nature true, She charms the Town with humour just yet new ; Cheer'd by her promise, we the less deplore The fatal time when Clive shall be no more.
Page 8 - Its tender form, and savage motion spread O'er its pale cheeks the horrid manly red. Much did it talk...
Page 20 - E'en I, whom Nature cast in hideous mould, Whom, having made, she trembled to behold, Beneath the load of mimicry may groan, And find that Nature's errors are my own.
Page 128 - Be proud with meannefsj and be mean with pride ; Deaf to the voice of Faith and Honour, fall From fide to fide, yet be of none at all ; Spurn all...
Page 217 - tis with him a certain rule, The Folly's prov'd, when he calls Fool ; Who, to increase his native strength, Draws words, six syllables in length, With which, assisted with a frown By way of Club, he knocks us down ; Who 'bove the Vulgar dares to rise, And sense of Decency defies, For this same Decency is made Only for Bunglers in the trade; And, like the Cobweb Laws, is still...
Page 21 - We readily forgive ; but such vile arts Are double guilt in men of real parts. By Nature form'd in her perversest mood With no one requisite of art endued, Next Jackson came.
Page 22 - To copy beauties, forfeits all pretence To fame — to copy faults, is want of sense.