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And cowards make the brave submit. Butler, Misc. Th. AUTHORS —see Books.
How many great ones may remember'd be,
Spenser, Ruins of Time.
Butler, Hudibras. No author ever spared a brother ; Wits are gamecocks to one another. Gay, Fable 10. Authors are judg'd by strange capricious rules, The great ones are thought mad, the small ones fools; Yet sure the best are more severely fated, For fools are only laughed at—wits are hated. Blockheads with reason men of sense abhor; But fool 'gainst fool is barb'rous civil war. Why on all authors then should critics fall, Since some have writ and shewn no wit at all ? Authors alone, with more than savage rage, Unnatural war with brother authors wage. Pope, Apol. 27. An author! 't is a venerable name! How few deserve it, and what numbers claim ! Unblest with sense above their
peers refined, Who shall stand up, dictators to mankind ? Nay, who dare shine, if not in virtue's cause, That sole proprietor of just applause ?
Young. Some write, confin'd by physic; some, by debt; Some, for 'tis Sunday ; some, because 'tis wet; Another writes because his father writ, And proves himself a bastard by his wit.
Young, Ep. to Pope, c. 1.
Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes,
Dr. Johnson, Prologue.
Cowper, Task, 111. 139. None but an author knows an author's cares, Or fancy's fondness for the child she bears.
Cowper, Prog. of E. 516. Without, or with, offence to friends or foes, I sketch the world exactly as it goes.
Byron, Don Juan. 'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print ; A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't.
Byron, Eng. B. 51. AUTHORSHIP-see Poems.
He that writes,
Howard, Surpr. Prologue.
Sheffield, Duke of Buckingham, E. P.
This I hold
One hates an author that's all author, fellows
Bailey, Festus. AUTUMN.
Not Spring or Summer's beauty hath such grace
33 AVARICE-sce Covetoasness.
When all sins are old in us, And go upon crutches, covetousness Does but then lie in her cradle. Dekker, Honest Wh. p. 2. The rule, get money, still get money, boy, No matter by what means. Ben Jonson, Every Man, 11. 3. What less than fool is man to prog and plot, And lavish out the cream of all his care, To gain poor seeming goods which, being got, Make firm possession but a thoroughfare ; Or, if they stay, they furrow thoughts the deeper; And being kept with care, they lose their careful keeper.
Quarles. That cos’ning vice, although it seems to keep Our wealth, debars us from possessing it, And makes us more than poor.
May, Old Couple. But the base miser starves amidst his store, Broods o'er his gold, and griping still at more, Sits sadly pining, and believes he's poor.
Dryden. And hence one master passion in the breast, Like Aaron’s serpent, swallows up the rest. Pope, E.M.1.131. Riches, like insects, when conceal'd they lie, Wait but for wings, and in their season ily. Pope, M.E.11.169. Wealth in the gross is death, but life diffus'd, As poison heals, in just proportion us'd ; In heaps, like ambergris, a stink it lies, But well dispers'd, is incense to the skies. Pope, M.E.111.234. 'Tis strange the miser should his cares employ To gain those riches he can ne'er enjoy ; Is it less strange the prodigal should waste His wealth to purchase what he ne'er can taste? Pope, M.E.iv.3. Some, o'er-enamour'd of their bags, run mad, Groan under gold, yet weep for want of bread. Young, N.1. Oh cursed lust of gold ! when for thy sake The fool throws up his interest in both worlds; First starv'd in this, then damn'd in that to come. Blair, Grave. The lust of gold succeeds the lust of conquest : The lust of gold, unfeeling and remorseless ! The last corruption of degenerate man. Dr. Johnson, Irene. Who, lord of millions, trembles for his store, And fears to give a farthing to the poor; Proclaims that penury will be his fate And, scowling, looks on charity with hate. Peter Pindar.
May his soul be plung'd
A thirst for gold,
Byron Tis. of J.
The love of gold, that meanest rage,
As well the noble savage of the field
Or vultures sort with doves; as I with thee. Lee, Mithridates.
What's a fine person, or a beauteous face,