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446 ページ - A youth who hopes th' Olympic prize to gain, All arts must try, and every toil sustain ; Th' extremes of heat and cold must often prove. And shun the weakening joys of wine and love.
296 ページ - Yet if he drink mere vinegar for wine; If, at fourscore, of straw he made his bed, While moths upon his rotting carpets fed; By few, forsooth, a madman he is thought, For half mankind the same disease have ca'ught.
349 ページ - ... the event however fictitious, or approximates it however remote, by placing us, for a time, in 'the condition of him whose fortune we contemplate; so that we feel, while the...
448 ページ - Nor say, for trifles why should I displease The man I love? For trifles such as these To serious mischiefs lead the man I love, If once the flatterer's ridicule he prove.
270 ページ - I'll bribe his servants to my side; To-day shut out, still onward press, And watch the seasons of access; In private haunt, in public meet, Salute, escort him through the street. There's nothing gotten in this life, Without a world of toil and strife!
68 ページ - The man within the golden mean Who can his boldest wish contain, Securely views the ruin'd cell, Where sordid want and sorrow dwell; And in himself serenely great, Declines an envied room of state.
166 ページ - Before great Agamemnon reign'd, Reign'd kings as great as he, and brave, Whose huge ambition's now contain'd In the small compass of a grave: In endless night they sleep, unwept, unknown : No bard had they to make all time their own.
406 ページ - I feel my honest indignation rise, When with affected air a coxcomb cries, The work I own has elegance and ease, But sure no modern should pretend to please.
353 ページ - AMONG the innumerable practices by which interest or envy have taught those who live upon literary fame to disturb each other at their airy banquets, one of the most common is the charge of plagiarism. When the excellence of a new composition can no longer be contested, and malice...