 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 648 Seiten
...verse ; To the rank tribas submit their virgin lays : So gross, so bestial, is the luit of praise ! 1 to sound judges from the mob appeal, And write to...most my subject feel. Eumenes, these dry moral lines 1 trust [disgust. With you, whom nought that's moral can With you I venture, in plain home-spun sense,... | |
 | Sir Charles Hanbury Williams - 1822 - 238 Seiten
...wits. Content if some few friends indulge my name, So slightly am I stung with Love of Fame, VOL. HI. B I would not scrawl one hundred idle lines — Not...plain home-spun sense, What I imagine of Benevolence. You wonder how, without one liberal joy, The steady miser can his years employ ; Without one friend,... | |
 | John Armstrong, John Dyer, George Gilfillan, Matthew Green - 1858 - 314 Seiten
...' John Wilkes, we believe. Unhappy still our poets will rehearse 20 To Gotha, that stare astonished at their verse ; To the rank tribes submit their virgin...these dry moral lines I trust With you, whom nought that 's moral can disgust. With you I venture, in plain home-spun sense, What I imagine of Benevolence.... | |
 | John Armstrong - 1868 - 330 Seiten
...' John WUkes, we believe. Unhappy still our poets will rehearse 20 To Goths, that stare astonished at their verse; To the rank tribes submit their virgin...Eumenes, these dry moral lines I trust With you, whom naught that 's moral can disgust. With you I venture, in plain home-spun sense, What I imagine of Benevolence.... | |
 | John Armstrong (Physician & Poet.) - 1880 - 692 Seiten
...' John WUkes, we believe. Unhappy still our poets will rehearse 20 To Goths, that stare astonished at their verse; To the rank tribes submit their virgin...Eumenes, these dry moral lines I trust With you, whom naught that 's moral can disgust. With you I venture, in plain home-spun sense, What I imagine of Benevolence.... | |
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Goths, that stare astonished at their verse; To the rank tribes submit their virgin lays : So gross, so bestial, is the lust of praise! I to sound judges from the mob appeal, And write to those who most my subject feel. Eumenes, these dry moral lines... 