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Apollo BAUCIS AND PHILEMON Cadenus call'd court croud Daniel Jackson Dean dear Delany divine Dublin duchess of Somerset Dunkirk e'er ears EPIGRAM eyes face fair fame fancy fate flame fools give goddess grace grown half Harley head hear heart honour house of hair humble Jove judgement King knew Lady lise look Lord LORD TREASURER maid mighty mind mortal Muse ne'er never night nose numbers nymph o'er once Ovid Pallas peace Phœbus plac'd pleas'd poets poor praise pride Queen rais'd resolv'd rhyme Richard Steele round sase scorn seel semale shame Sheridan shew sields sight sill sill'd sine sire sirst soul spleen Stella swear Swift taught tell thee thing THOMAS SHERIDAN thou thought town Twas twill us'd Vanessa verse virtue whence Whene'er Whig wine wise writ XLII
97 ページ - Not thinking it is levee-day, And find his honour in a pound, Hemm'd by a triple circle round, Chequer'd with ribbons blue and green: How should I thrust myself between?
96 ページ - I'VE often wish'd that I had clear For life six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood Of land set out to plant a wood. Well, now I have all this, and more, I ask not to increase my store ; But here a grievance seems to lie, All this is mine but till I die; I can't but think 'twould sound more clever, To me and to my heirs for ever.
67 ページ - Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs. Box'd in a chair, the beau impatient sits, While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits, And ever and anon with frightful din The leather sounds ; he trembles from within...
55 ページ - And often on each other gaz'd ; For both were frighten'd to the heart, And just began to cry, "What ar't!
17 ページ - And selling basely by retail. The wits, I mean the atheists of the age, Who fain would rule the pulpit, as they do the stage, Wondrous refiners of philosophy, Of morals and divinity, By the new modish system of reducing all to sense, Against all logic and concluding laws, Do own th' effects of Providence, And yet deny the cause.
156 ページ - Preferring his regard for me Before his credit, or his fee. Some formal visits, looks, and words, What mere humanity affords, I meet perhaps from three or four, From whom I once expected more ; Which those who tend the sick for pay Can act as decently as they : But no obliging tender friend To help at my approaching end. My life is now a burden grown To others, ere it be my own.
156 ページ - Removed from kind Arbuthnot's aid, Who knows his art but not his trade, Preferring his regard for me Before his credit or his fee. Some formal visits, looks, and words, What mere humanity affords, I meet, perhaps, from three or four From whom I once expected more, Which...
132 ページ - Whoe'er excels in what we prize, appears a hero in our eyes: • • ... each girl, when pleas'd with what is taught, will have the teacher in her thought.