The Works of the British Poets: With Lives of the Authors, المجلد 18Mitchell, Ames, and White, 1819 |
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BAUCIS AND PHILEMON better Bolingbroke Cadenus call'd CORYDON court dame damn'd Dean Delany divine Drapier's Letters dreadful Dublin Duke Earl eyes face fair fame fancy fate favour female fill'd foes fools give goddess gown grace grown half Harley head hear heart honour House of Commons humour Ireland Irish John Vanbrugh king knew lady learn'd learning libel Lord Lord Bolingbroke lord-lieutenant of Ireland madam maid mind ministers Muse ne'er never night nymph o'er Pallas parson passion plac'd poem poet Pope praise pride Queen resolv'd rhyme round satire scarce scorn shame sing Sir Robert Sir Robert Walpole Sir William Temple soon soul spleen Stella Swift talents TATLER tell thee thou thought told tory true turn Twas Vanessa verse vex'd virtue Walpole whene'er whig wise Wood XVIII
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الصفحة 191 - In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a sigh I wish it mine; When he can in one couplet fix More sense than I can do in six; It gives me such a jealous fit, I cry, "Pox take him and his wit!
الصفحة 192 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. 'Faith he must make his stories shorter, Or change his comrades once a quarter : In half the time he talks them round ; There must another set be found.
الصفحة 97 - How's the wind?" "Whose chariot's that we left behind?" Or gravely try to read the lines Writ underneath the country signs; Or, " Have you nothing new to-day From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay?" Such tattle often entertains My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windsor, and again to town, Where all that passes inter nos Might be proclaim'd at Charing- cross.
الصفحة 197 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week, and Arbuthnot a day. St. John himself will scarce forbear To bite his pen and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug, and cry, " I'm sorry — but we all must die...
الصفحة 194 - Yet should some neighbour feel a pain Just in the parts where I complain, How many a message would he send ! What hearty prayers that I should mend...
الصفحة 193 - In such a case they talk in tropes, And by their fears express their hopes. Some great misfortune to portend, No enemy can match a friend. With all the kindness they profess, The merit of a lucky guess (When daily how-d'ye's come of course, And servants answer, ' Worse and worse!') Would please them better than to tell That, ' God be praised! the Dean is well.' Then he who prophesied the best * Approves his foresight to the rest: ' You know I always fear'd the worst, And often told you so at first.
الصفحة 335 - Heaven intends, Take pity on your pitying friends ! Nor let your ills affect your mind, To fancy they can be unkind. Me, surely me, you ought to spare, Who gladly would your...
الصفحة 199 - To fancy they could live a year! I find you're but a stranger here. The Dean was famous in his time, And had a kind of knack at rhyme. His way of writing now is past; The town has got a better taste; I keep no antiquated stuff, But spick and span I have enough.
الصفحة 320 - The house will never lose its trade ; Nay, though the treacherous tapster, Thomas, Hangs a new Angel two doors from us, As fine as dauber's hands can make it, In hopes that strangers may mistake it ; We think it both a shame and sin To quit the true old Angel Inn. Now this is Stella's case, in fact, An angel's face, a little crack'd ; (Could poets or could painters fix How angels look at thirty-six...
الصفحة 200 - Suppose me dead ; and then suppose A club assembled at the Rose ; Where, from discourse of this and that, I grow the subject of their chat. And while they toss my name about, With favour some, and some without, One, quite indifferent in the cause, My character impartial draws : " The Dean, if we believe report, Was never ill-received at court.