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Página 118 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Página 78 - I ran it through, even from my boyish days To the very moment that he bade me tell it : Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field ; Of hairbreadth scapes i...
Página 128 - Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord.
Página 80 - I observing, Took once a pliant hour ; and found good means To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my pilgrimage dilate, Whereof by parcels...
Página 122 - Blest be the great! for those they take away, And those they left me - for they left me Gay; Left me to see neglected genius bloom, Neglected die! and tell it on his tomb: Of all thy blameless life the sole return My verse, and Queensberry weeping o'er thy urn!
Página 128 - A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest ; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
Página 132 - If on a pillory, or near a throne, He gain his prince's ear, or lose his own. Yet soft by nature, more a dupe than wit, Sappho can tell you how this man was bit...
Página 112 - Say for my comfort, languishing in bed, " Just so immortal Maro held his head : " And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago.
Página 106 - Nine years !" cries he, who, high in Drury Lane, Lull'd by soft zephyrs through the broken pane, Rhymes ere he wakes, and prints before term ends, Oblig'd by hunger and request of friends : " The piece, you think, is incorrect ? why, take it, I'm all submission: what you'd have it — make it.
Página 134 - Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age : No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dared an oath, nor hazarded a lie.