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... please a few , no doubt , " As handed privately about— " It might amuse a friend or two , " Some partial friend , like me or you ; " But when it comes to press and print " You'll find , I fear , but little in't . " He ftands upon a ...
... please a few , no doubt , " As handed privately about— " It might amuse a friend or two , " Some partial friend , like me or you ; " But when it comes to press and print " You'll find , I fear , but little in't . " He ftands upon a ...
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... please " With graceful turns of claffic cafe ; " Or Oxford's well - read poet fings " Pathetic to the ear of kings : “ These have indulg'd the mufe's flight , " Nor loft their time or credit by't ; " Nor fuffer'd fancy's dreams to prey ...
... please " With graceful turns of claffic cafe ; " Or Oxford's well - read poet fings " Pathetic to the ear of kings : “ These have indulg'd the mufe's flight , " Nor loft their time or credit by't ; " Nor fuffer'd fancy's dreams to prey ...
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... please in moral tale , With him's no veil the truth to fhroud , But one impenetrable cloud . Others , more daring , fix their hope On rivaling the fame of Pope . Satyr's the word , against the times These catch the cadence of his rhymes ...
... please in moral tale , With him's no veil the truth to fhroud , But one impenetrable cloud . Others , more daring , fix their hope On rivaling the fame of Pope . Satyr's the word , against the times These catch the cadence of his rhymes ...
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... dabbling in the font of rhime . My Mufe has answer'd all her end , If her productions please a friend . The world is burthen'd with her store , Why need I add one fcribbler more ? ODE O D E Spoken on a public Occafion at Westminster [ 6 ]
... dabbling in the font of rhime . My Mufe has answer'd all her end , If her productions please a friend . The world is burthen'd with her store , Why need I add one fcribbler more ? ODE O D E Spoken on a public Occafion at Westminster [ 6 ]
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... please , Taste , Spirit , Judgment , Elegance , and Ease , Familiar nature forms thy only rule , From Ranger's rake to Drugger's vacant fool . With powers fo pliant , and so various bleft , That what we fee the laft , we like the best ...
... please , Taste , Spirit , Judgment , Elegance , and Ease , Familiar nature forms thy only rule , From Ranger's rake to Drugger's vacant fool . With powers fo pliant , and so various bleft , That what we fee the laft , we like the best ...
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