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Page xxxii - Mdmoire to compose and no Post-boy to move That on Sunday may hinder the softness of love ; For her, neither visits, nor parties at tea, Nor the long-winded cant of a dull refugee...
Page 44 - The merchant, to secure his treasure, Conveys it in a borrow'd name: Euphelia serves to grace my measure, But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre Upon Euphelia's toilet lay— When Cloe noted her desire That I should sing, that I should play.
Page 117 - Nor to business a drudge, nor to faction a slave, He strove to make interest and freedom agree ; In public employments industrious and grave, And alone with his friends, Lord, how merry was he! Now in equipage stately, now humbly on foot, Both fortunes he tried, but to neither would trust ; And whirl'd in the round, as the wheel turn'd about, He found riches had wings, and knew man was but dust.
Page 35 - IN vain you tell your parting lover, You wish fair winds may waft him over. Alas! what winds can happy prove, That bear me far from what I love? Alas! what dangers on the main Can equal those that I sustain, From slighted vows, and cold disdain?
Page 85 - At balls must she make all the rout, And bring home hearts by dozens? " What has she better, pray, than I, What hidden charms to boast, That all mankind for her should die; Whilst I am scarce a toast? " Dearest mamma! for once let me, Unchain'd, my fortune try; I'll have my earl as well as she, Or know the reason why. " I'll soon with Jenny's pride quit score. Make all her lovers fall: They'll grieve I was not loos'd before ; She, I was loos'd at all.
Page 181 - Observe the various operations Of food and drink in several nations. Was ever Tartar fierce or cruel Upon the strength of water-gruel ? But who shall stand his rage and force, If first he rides, then eats his horse ? Salads, and eggs, and lighter fare, Tune the Italian spark's guitar.
Page lxix - The man in graver tragic known (Though his best part long since was done) Still on the stage desires to tarry : And he who play'd the Harlequin, After the jest still loads the scene Unwilling to retire, though weary.
Page 18 - Souffle à grand bruit leur ruine ; Et les bombes , dans les airs Allant chercher le tonnerre , Semblent, tombant sur la terre, Vouloir s'ouvrir les enfers.
Page 36 - In the dispute whate'er I said, My heart was by my tongue belied; And in my looks you might have read How much I argued on your side. You, far from danger as from fear, Might have sustained an open fight; For seldom your opinions err, Your eyes are always in the right.