Ethic Epistles to the Earl of Carnarvon, on the Mind and Its Operations, as Bearing Generally on the Events of the World, Particularly on Those of France: With an Apology to the Public. Written in the Year 1793T. Cadell, 1794 - 224 Seiten |
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Seite 19 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Seite 148 - ... penetrate : In life's low vale, the foil the virtues like, They pleafe as beauties, here as wonders ftrike. Tho' the fame fun with all-diffufive rays Blufh in the rofe, and in the di'mond blaze.
Seite 130 - Csfars and Alexanders ftand afide, Ye fought not Heroes, let the Mufe fpeak true, To ferve the world, but make the world ferve you. Thou Francis, Fred'ric, Catherine, and all Who rife on Turkey's, or on Poland's fall ; Who reftlefs, uncontented with your own, Divide between you Staniflaus's crown ; Know that from merit far, far e'en from Fame, Increafe of Empire is increafe of fhame ; While Staniflaus more truly great is found Exil'd at Grodno, than at Warfaw crown'd. Hear me, ye Minifters of Juftice,.hear!
Seite 131 - The fate thou meditat'ft to France be thine! Since, INDEPENDENCE, then the very Fame Meant to confirm, deftroys, to thee the claim ; And fince the Hero, who with all his pains Robs others of thee, not himfelf obtains ; By Money bought not, and not forc'd by Might, Who elfe fhall prore to thee a better right ? Shall...
Seite 124 - Choofing thine own, but leaving all their will ; For State too honeft, too fincere for Fame, To Popularity known but by name — Where art thou hid impervious to our eye ? Native of Earth, or only of the Sky ? Whence Pegafus to Mortals here defcends^ Thy winged meflenger...
Seite 124 - Whence Pegafus to Mortals here defcends, Thy winged meflenger to work thy ends ; That like thee fpurns the fordid Earth beneath, For air too pure for Mortals mere to breathe. Free as thou art, thou canft not fure be found Mixing with Men as grov'ling as their ground ; With fpecious, proud, ambitious, fordid ilaves, And all the other various names for Knaves.
Seite 131 - Particular plunder be, and felfifh fpoil; If Princes, all, or either of you, dare Form the bafe projeft Britain fcorns to fhare; To THEE I fay, and all the good agree, Thou art a TYRANT, but may France be Free! Though focial call'd, if felfifh thy defign, The fate thou...
Seite 124 - ... Mortals here defcends, Thy winged meflenger to work thy ends ; That like thee fpurns the fordid Earth beneath, For air too pure for Mortals mere to breathe. Free as thou art, thou canft not fure be found Mixing with Men as grov'ling as their ground ; With fpecious, proud, ambitious, fordid ilaves, And all the other various names for Knaves. Muft we, here having fought it in defpair, Thy caftle own — a caftle in the air ? On Earth thy worfhip, Heaven thy abode, Thou art our neareft notion of...
Seite 203 - Bankes mall leave with fame his Chair,. The world may look to find a worthy Heir. Whate'er ftray witticifm of note he found, If no one knew the owner, SPECIUS own'd; Envious of ev'ry pun whofe tranfient fame, Firft from Joe Millar, laft Joe J — k — 1, came; Striving of...
Seite 203 - Sel'.vyn's fcraps to fteal a bit, (Selwyn, The Foundling Hofpital of Wit, Lord of the Manor of each ftray conceit, Not one, but ev'ry punfter's counterfeit) — Whate'er was afk'd, if no one elfe could tell, But not unlefs, he knew the anfwer well : Each witling's fav'rite, each Blue-Stocking's boaft, And would have been, if Ladies drank, their...