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... never , never think , what Slaves we are at [ Home ? Did Men , for this , together Join , Quitting the free wild Life of Nature ? What Beast but Man did e'er Combiné For fetting up his Fellow - Creature , And of two Mischiefs chufe the ...
... never , never think , what Slaves we are at [ Home ? Did Men , for this , together Join , Quitting the free wild Life of Nature ? What Beast but Man did e'er Combiné For fetting up his Fellow - Creature , And of two Mischiefs chufe the ...
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... never Change , but for the worfe ? Under Pretence of neceffary Force By which we our own felves Enthrall , Thefe , without Blushes , or Remorse , Profcribe the Best , impoverish All . The Gauls themselves , our greatest Foes , Could ...
... never Change , but for the worfe ? Under Pretence of neceffary Force By which we our own felves Enthrall , Thefe , without Blushes , or Remorse , Profcribe the Best , impoverish All . The Gauls themselves , our greatest Foes , Could ...
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... never in his noble Mind . That Free - born Spirits fhou'd obey Wretches who know not how to Sway ! Too late we now repent our hafty Choice ; In vain bemoan fo quick a Turn ; Dejected Rome cries with united Voice , Better , a thousand ...
... never in his noble Mind . That Free - born Spirits fhou'd obey Wretches who know not how to Sway ! Too late we now repent our hafty Choice ; In vain bemoan fo quick a Turn ; Dejected Rome cries with united Voice , Better , a thousand ...
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... Never forget what to your God you owe , And chearful pay what to your Country's due , Firm to your Friend , and to your self be true . Be decent , but no Slave to empty Rules , The wife Man's Torture , and the Joy of Fools . Thus hoary ...
... Never forget what to your God you owe , And chearful pay what to your Country's due , Firm to your Friend , and to your self be true . Be decent , but no Slave to empty Rules , The wife Man's Torture , and the Joy of Fools . Thus hoary ...
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... never roves ; Like you , contented with his Native Groves Nor at first fight , like most , admires the Fair ; For you he lives ; and you alone fhall fhare His laft Affection , as his early Care . Befides , he's lovely far above the rest ...
... never roves ; Like you , contented with his Native Groves Nor at first fight , like most , admires the Fair ; For you he lives ; and you alone fhall fhare His laft Affection , as his early Care . Befides , he's lovely far above the rest ...
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Page 320 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With...
Page 332 - ... in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See, fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Page 325 - Was it for this you took such constant care The bodkin, comb, and essence to prepare? For this your locks in paper durance bound? For this with torturing irons wreathed around?
Page 330 - All side in parties, and begin th' attack ; Fans clap, silks rustle, and tough whalebones crack ; Heroes' and heroines' shouts confusedly rise, And bass and treble voices strike the skies. No common weapons in their hands are found, Like gods they fight, nor dread a mortal wound. So when bold Homer makes the gods engage...
Page 323 - While visits shall be paid on solemn days, When num'rous wax-lights in bright order blaze, While nymphs take treats, or...
Page 334 - The smiles of harlots, and the tears of heirs, Cages for gnats, and chains to yoke a flea, Dried butterflies, and tomes of casuistry. But trust the Muse — she saw it upward rise, Tho...
Page 293 - For though the muses should prove kind, And fill our empty brain ; Yet if rough Neptune rouse the wind To wave the azure main, Our paper, pen, and ink, and we, Roll up and down our ships at sea.
Page 326 - She said; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs: (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane) With earnest eyes, and round unthinking face, He first the snuff-box open'd, then the case, And thus broke out— "My Lord, why, what the devil?
Page 320 - Propitious Heav'n, and ev'ry pow'r ador'd, But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt.
Page 320 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire. Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize : The pow'rs gave ear, and granted half his pray'r, The rest the winds dispers'd in empty air.