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... DOCTORS AND MEDICINE 115 X. EPIGRAMS ON THE FINE ARTS 121 XI . CONVIVIAL EPIGRAMS 128 XII . TOPOGRAPHICAL EPIGRAMS 134 XIII . UNGALLANT EPIGRAMS 140 .. A COMMONPLACE BOOK OF EPIGRAMS ANALYTICALLY ARRANGED . COMPILED BY.
... DOCTORS AND MEDICINE 115 X. EPIGRAMS ON THE FINE ARTS 121 XI . CONVIVIAL EPIGRAMS 128 XII . TOPOGRAPHICAL EPIGRAMS 134 XIII . UNGALLANT EPIGRAMS 140 .. A COMMONPLACE BOOK OF EPIGRAMS ANALYTICALLY ARRANGED . COMPILED BY.
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... Doctor, 'tis a sin to steal; We to your practice from your text appeal. You steal a sermon, steal a nap ; and, pray, From dull companions don't you steal away l SUPERSTITION. THIS fav'rite maxim modern atheists boast, ' That fear ...
... Doctor, 'tis a sin to steal; We to your practice from your text appeal. You steal a sermon, steal a nap ; and, pray, From dull companions don't you steal away l SUPERSTITION. THIS fav'rite maxim modern atheists boast, ' That fear ...
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... 107 IX . EPIGRAMS ON DOCTORS AND MEDICINE 115 .. X. EPIGRAMS ON THE FINE ARTS 121 .. XI . CONVIVIAL EPIGRAMS 128 XII . TOPOGRAPHICAL EPIGRAMS 134 .. XIII . UNGALLANT EPIGRAMS .. 140 BOOK XIV . HISTORY IN EPIGRAMS PAGE 149 166 XV.
... 107 IX . EPIGRAMS ON DOCTORS AND MEDICINE 115 .. X. EPIGRAMS ON THE FINE ARTS 121 .. XI . CONVIVIAL EPIGRAMS 128 XII . TOPOGRAPHICAL EPIGRAMS 134 .. XIII . UNGALLANT EPIGRAMS .. 140 BOOK XIV . HISTORY IN EPIGRAMS PAGE 149 166 XV.
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... Doctor , ' tis a sin to steal ; We to your practice from your text appeal . You steal a sermon , steal a nap ; and , pray , From dull companions don't you steal away ? SUPERSTITION . THIS fav'rite maxim modern atheists boast ...
... Doctor , ' tis a sin to steal ; We to your practice from your text appeal . You steal a sermon , steal a nap ; and , pray , From dull companions don't you steal away ? SUPERSTITION . THIS fav'rite maxim modern atheists boast ...
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... , and watch your Pocket too . Westminster Drollery . • A RETORT . QUOTH Doctor Squill of Ponder's End , Of all the patients I attend , Whate'er their aches or ails , None ever will my fame attack . ' ' None EPIGRAMS OLD AND NEW . 47.
... , and watch your Pocket too . Westminster Drollery . • A RETORT . QUOTH Doctor Squill of Ponder's End , Of all the patients I attend , Whate'er their aches or ails , None ever will my fame attack . ' ' None EPIGRAMS OLD AND NEW . 47.
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Seite 73 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it, or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind.
Seite 65 - THREE poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty; in both the last. The force of nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Seite 212 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Seite 73 - Shakspearc 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, \ and will beat forty more...
Seite 138 - But now, her wealth and finery fled, Her hangers-on cut short all; The doctors found, when she was dead, — Her last disorder mortal. Let us lament, in sorrow sore, For Kent Street well may say, That had she lived a twelvemonth more — She had not died to-day.
Seite 53 - In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow, Thou'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow; Hast so much wit, and mirth, and spleen, about thee, There is no living with thee, nor without thee.
Seite 148 - What can the cause be, when the king hath given His poet sack, the household will not pay? Are they so scanted in their store? — or driven For want of knowing the poet, to say him nay? Well, they should know him, would the king but grant His poet leave to sing his household true...
Seite 89 - King George in a fright, Lest Gibbon should write The story of Britain's disgrace, Thought no means more sure His pen to secure, Than to give the historian a place.