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Sure , if I spare the Minister , no rules Of Honour bind me , not to maul his Tools ;
Sure , if they cannot cut , it may be said His Saws are toothless , and his Hatchets
Lead . It 135 It anger'd TUR ENNE , Once upon a day , DIALOGUE H. 15.
Sure , if I spare the Minister , no rules Of Honour bind me , not to maul his Tools ;
Sure , if they cannot cut , it may be said His Saws are toothless , and his Hatchets
Lead . It 135 It anger'd TUR ENNE , Once upon a day , DIALOGUE H. 15.
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It anger'd TUR ENNE , Once upon a day , 150 To see a Footman kick'd that took
his pay : But when he heard th'Affront the Fellow gave , Knew one a Man of
honour , one a Knave ; The prudent Gen'ral turn'd it to a jest , And begg'd , he'd
take ...
It anger'd TUR ENNE , Once upon a day , 150 To see a Footman kick'd that took
his pay : But when he heard th'Affront the Fellow gave , Knew one a Man of
honour , one a Knave ; The prudent Gen'ral turn'd it to a jest , And begg'd , he'd
take ...
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... Coxcomb's Honour like his Sense ; Mine , as a Friend to ev'ry worthy mind ;
And mine as Man , who feel for all mankind . F. You're ftrangely proud . 205 P. So
proud I am no Slave : So impudent , I own myself no Knave : So odd , my
Country's ...
... Coxcomb's Honour like his Sense ; Mine , as a Friend to ev'ry worthy mind ;
And mine as Man , who feel for all mankind . F. You're ftrangely proud . 205 P. So
proud I am no Slave : So impudent , I own myself no Knave : So odd , my
Country's ...
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... Chorus sings , And bark at Honour not confer'd by Kings ; Let Flatt'ry fickening
see the Incense rise Sweet to the World , and grateful to the Skies : Truth guards
the Poet , fanctifies the line , And makes immortal , Verse as mean as mine .
... Chorus sings , And bark at Honour not confer'd by Kings ; Let Flatt'ry fickening
see the Incense rise Sweet to the World , and grateful to the Skies : Truth guards
the Poet , fanctifies the line , And makes immortal , Verse as mean as mine .
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85 Pray then what wants he ? " fourscore thousand A Pension , or such Harness
for a slave ' [ pounds , As Bug now has , and Dorimant would have . Barnard ,
thou art a 38 Cit , with all thy worth ; But wretched Bus , His Honour , and so forth .
85 Pray then what wants he ? " fourscore thousand A Pension , or such Harness
for a slave ' [ pounds , As Bug now has , and Dorimant would have . Barnard ,
thou art a 38 Cit , with all thy worth ; But wretched Bus , His Honour , and so forth .
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Página 155 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
Página 154 - By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind; Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill; And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will. What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do...
Página 155 - Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way...
Página 15 - Ask you what provocation I have had? The strong antipathy of good to bad. When truth or virtue an affront endures, Th' affront is mine, my friend, and should be yours.
Página 156 - Or aught Thy goodness lent. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Página 7 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry: Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Página 32 - NOT to admire, is all the art I know, To make men happy, and to keep them so.
Página 91 - Learn to live well, or fairly make your will; You've play'd, and lov'd, and eat, and drank your fill : Walk sober off; before a sprightlier age Comes titt'ring on, and shoves you from the stage : Leave such to trifle with more grace and ease, Whom Folly pleases, and whose Follies please.
Página 2 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe. Would he oblige me? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind. Come, come, at all I laugh he laughs, no doubt; The only difference is, I dare laugh out.
Página 16 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.