The New Foundling Hospital for Wit: Being a Collection of Fugitive Pieces, in Prose and Verse, Not in Any Other Collection. With Several Pieces Never Before Published, 2. kötet

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John Almon
J. Debrett, 1786

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91. oldal - Turn to learning and gaming, religion and raking. With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er all may prevail, Set fire...
91. oldal - With the love of a wench, let his writings be chaste ; Tip his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er all may prevail, Set fire to the head, and set fire to the tail.
46. oldal - That all men by nature are equal, I cannot be supposed to understand all sorts of equality: age or virtue may give men a just precedency: excellency of parts and merit may place others above the common level: birth may subject some, and alliance or benefits others, to pay an observance to those to whom nature, gratitude, or other respects, may have made it due: and yet all this consists with the equality, which all men are in...
92. oldal - First Shakspeare and Milton, like gods in the fight, Have put their whole drama and epic to flight; In satires, epistles, and odes, would they cope, Their numbers retreat before Dryden and Pope ; And Johnson, well-arm'd like a hero of yore, Has beat forty French,
92. oldal - ... his tongue with strange matter, his pen with fine taste ; That the rake and the poet o'er all may prevail, Set fire to the head, and set fire to the tail. For the joy of each sex, on the world I'll bestow it. This scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet...
27. oldal - I write not for preferment's golden views. But hold ; 'tis on thy province to intrude : I would be loyal, but would not be rude. 125 To thee, my veteran, I his fame consign : Take thou St. James's, be- St. Stephen's mine, Hail, genial hotbed...
111. oldal - Mistaking time and place and character. Were it my fate to quit the mimic art, I'd
159. oldal - Gibbon shall teach me how to dress 'em In terms select and terse ; Jones teach me modesty and Greek ; Smith, how to think ; Burke, how to speak , And Beauclerk to converse. " Let Johnson teach me how to place In fairest light each borrow'd grace ; From him I'll learn to write ; Copy his free and easy style, And from the roughness of his file Grow, like himself, polite.
11. oldal - Terras re-ascend, Replace each vista, straighten every bend; Shut out the Thames; shall that ignoble thing Approach the presence of great Ocean's King ? No! let Barbaric glories feast his eyes, August Pagodas round his palace rise, And finish'd Richmond open to his view, "A work to wonder at, perhaps a
104. oldal - A statesman without power, and without gall, Hating no courtiers, happier than them all ; Bow'd to no yoke, nor crouching for applause ; Vot'ry alone to freedom and the laws. Herds, flocks, and smiling Ceres deck our plain, And, interspers'd, an heart-enlivening train.

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