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Seite 114 - There dwelt a Citizen of sober fame, A plain good man, and Balaam was his name ; Religious, punctual, frugal, and so forth; His word would pass for more than he was worth.
Seite 89 - Farewell, great Painter of mankind, Who reach'd the noblest point of art ; Whose pictur'd morals charm the mind. And through the eye correct the heart. If genius fire thee, reader, stay ; If Nature touch thee, drop a tear : If neither move thee, turn away, For Hogarth's honour'd dust lies here.* * The verses as first written by Mr.
Seite 70 - Pray, goody, please to moderate the rancour of your tongue : Why flash those sparks of fury from your eyes ? Remember, when the judgment's weak, the prejudice is strong: A stranger why will you despise?
Seite 115 - Here, by the permission of heaven, hell broke loose upon this Protestant city, from the malicious hearts of barbarous Papists...
Seite 92 - ... smutted. However, I comfort myself with a Christian reflection, that I have not broken the commandment; for my pictures are not the likeness of any thing in heaven above, or in earth below, or in the water under the earth.
Seite 235 - My system, Doctor, is my own ; No tutor I pretend : My blunders hurt myself alone, But yours your dearest friend. Were you to milk and straw confin'd, Thrice happy might you be ; Perhaps you might regain your mind, And from your wit be free.
Seite 278 - Anne's) ministers will not behave themselves so. We are to have a bowl of punch at Bessy Cox's. She would fain have put it upon Lewis that she was his (Prior's) Emma. She owned Flanders Jane was his Chloe. I know of no security against this dotage in bachelors, but to repent of their misspent time, and marry with speed.
Seite 107 - Saints he pointed for the day, Gowns twenty ready made, With twenty shirts and twenty smocks, As they may best be had.