 | Alexander Pope - 1828 - 234 oldal
...Sporus tremble — A. What? that thing c Sporus, that mere white curd of asses' milk 1 Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel? P. Yet let me flap this nug with gilded win' This painted child of dirt, that slinks and stir Whose buzz the witty and the... | |
 | Edmund Henry Barker - 1829 - 804 oldal
...criticism, chaunts their praises and their demerits in strains divine, and then, with a mortal blow, Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This. painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 792 oldal
...night, A bell was heard to ring ; And shrieking at her window thrice The raven flapped his wing. Ticket. Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, thatstiuks and stings, Pope. I write to you by way atjlopper, to put you in mind, &c. Cheiterfleld.... | |
 | Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 436 oldal
...A BUC'CIM its. J stinking insect. In the following passage wings are erroneously ascribed to it Vet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, which stinks and stings. BUG 555 of small and larger growth. In Gothic it is Itugg, from ugf, in Saxon... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 oldal
...that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of asses' milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporns openings and prophecies, and spoke unto the people...which they heard with attention and silence, and we stinKs and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1830 - 500 oldal
...thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? j at a bean. Oft when the world imagine women stray, The Sylphs bus; with gilded wings, [ This painted child of dirt, that Ktinks and stinga : Whose buzz the witty... | |
 | George Gordon Byron Baron Byron, Thomas Moore - 1833 - 358 oldal
...tremble A. What? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon...with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and sings ; I merely mention one instance of many, in reply to the injustice done to the memory... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1835 - 378 oldal
...patriotic in his views, and remarkable for his literary ardor. Yet we may fairly make Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon...with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys ; 31 1 Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1835 - 382 oldal
...tremble— ^l.What? thatthingof silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of asses' milk?s Satire or sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon...let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted 9 child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; 8 An allusion to those who endeavoured to persuade the Dnke... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1837 - 438 oldal
...tremble — A. What ? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of ass's milk ? Satire of sense, alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon...with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings ; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er... | |
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Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.... 
