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...unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents' or my own 7 As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling...but serv'd to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through this long disease, my life ! To second, Arbuthnot ! thy art and care, And teach the being you...

...fortune's hands the bonds that held him sever, And make him, changeless doom ! a bard for ever. * " As yet a child, nor yet a fool to Fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came." Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. What trivial things may rouse the dormant wit, And teach our minds the sciences...

...He has said, in his ' Epistle to Arbuthnot :' — " As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came ; , I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobeyed." He told Spence that he had begun writing verses farther back than he could well remember....

...had much, or almost any), is all Pope's own : — " As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came ; I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobeyed ; The muse but served to ease some friend, not wife; To help me through this long disease,...

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