The Poems, of the Late Christopher Smart, ... Consisting of His Prize Poems, Odes, Sonnets, and Fables, Latin and English Translations; ...Smart and Cowslade; and sold by F. Power and Company, London, 1791 |
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... hold that my pretenfion's good ; ' Nor can a Brute of reason doubt it , For all that you can fqueak about it . The Moufe averfe to be o'erpower'd , Gave him the lie , and call'd him coward ; Too hard for any frog's digeftion , To have ...
... hold that my pretenfion's good ; ' Nor can a Brute of reason doubt it , For all that you can fqueak about it . The Moufe averfe to be o'erpower'd , Gave him the lie , and call'd him coward ; Too hard for any frog's digeftion , To have ...
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... hold , Yet you'll be great - your fubjects free , " If the whole thing be left to me.- Thus , like the waters of the ocean , His tongue had run in ceafelefs motion , Had not the Queen ta'en up in wrath , This thing of folly and of froth ...
... hold , Yet you'll be great - your fubjects free , " If the whole thing be left to me.- Thus , like the waters of the ocean , His tongue had run in ceafelefs motion , Had not the Queen ta'en up in wrath , This thing of folly and of froth ...
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... hold , to - morrow is the fair . " Thou to thy doom , old boy , art fated , " To - morrow - and thou fhalt be baited . " The deed was done - curfe on the wrong ! Bloody defcription , hold thy tongue.- Victorious Victorious yet the Bull ...
... hold , to - morrow is the fair . " Thou to thy doom , old boy , art fated , " To - morrow - and thou fhalt be baited . " The deed was done - curfe on the wrong ! Bloody defcription , hold thy tongue.- Victorious Victorious yet the Bull ...
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... hold all critics but as one ; For tho ' they class themselves with art , And each man takes a different part ; Yet whatsoe'er they praise and blame ; They in their motives are the fame . Forth as the waddled in the brake , A grey Goofe ...
... hold all critics but as one ; For tho ' they class themselves with art , And each man takes a different part ; Yet whatsoe'er they praise and blame ; They in their motives are the fame . Forth as the waddled in the brake , A grey Goofe ...
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... ftill and fronger , The poor dumb thing , could hold no longer.- " Thou drab , born mops and brooms to dandle , " Thou haberdafher of Small scandal , " Factor Factor of family abufe , " Retailer of domeftic news 42 FABLE S ..
... ftill and fronger , The poor dumb thing , could hold no longer.- " Thou drab , born mops and brooms to dandle , " Thou haberdafher of Small scandal , " Factor Factor of family abufe , " Retailer of domeftic news 42 FABLE S ..
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 114 - And if I give thee honour due, Mirth, admit me of thy crew, To live with her, and live with thee In unreprove'd pleasures free...
Seite 208 - Neglect the rules each verbal Critic lays, For not to know some trifles, is a praise. Most Critics, fond of some subservient art, Still make the Whole depend upon a Part : They talk of principles, but notions prize, And all to one lov'd Folly sacrifice.
Seite 204 - Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But, more...
Seite 118 - Sometimes with secure delight The upland hamlets will invite, When the merry bells ring round, And the jocund rebecks sound To many a youth and many a maid, Dancing in the chequered shade, And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday, Till the livelong daylight fail...
Seite 210 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine. And glittering thoughts struck out at every line; Pleased with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring chaos and wild heap of wit.
Seite 120 - With store of ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize Of wit or arms, while both contend To win her grace whom all commend.
Seite 246 - But see! each Muse, in Leo's golden days, Starts from her trance, and trims her wither'd bays! Rome's ancient Genius, o'er its ruins spread, Shakes off the dust, and rears his rev'rend head. Then Sculpture and her sister-arts revive; Stones leap'd to form, and rocks began to live; With sweeter notes each rising Temple rung; A Raphael painted, and a Vida sung.
Seite 214 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire ; While expletives their feeble aid do join ; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line ; While they ring round the same unvaried chimes, With sure returns of still expected rhymes ; Where'er you find " the cooling western breeze...
Seite 202 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For, as in bodies, thus in souls we find, What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Seite 202 - Of all the Causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is Pride, the never-failing vice of fools. Whatever Nature has in worth...