The Poetical Works of Charles Churchill: Life. Letters to Wilkes. Will. Extracts from letters of Wilkes. Epitaphs on Churchill. Extract from Chrysal. The Rosciad. The apology, addressed to the critical reviewers. Night, an epistle to Robert Lloyd. The prophecy of famine. An epistle to William Hogarth

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Sivu 108 - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick, If they were not his own by finessing and trick : He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back. Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came, And the puff of a dunce, he mistook it for fame ; Till his relish grown callous, almost to disease, Who pepper'd the highest, was surest to please.
Sivu 144 - THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high ; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim, Full royally he rode ; And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.
Sivu 32 - WHEN Learning's triumph o'er her barbarous foes First rear'd the stage, immortal Shakespeare rose; Each change of many-colour'd life he drew, Exhausted worlds, and then imagin'd new: Existence saw him spurn her bounded reign, And panting Time toil'd after him in vain.
Sivu 108 - But peace to his spirit, wherever it flies, To act as an angel and mix with the skies; Those poets who owe their best fame to his skill Shall still be his flatterers, go where he will; Old Shakespeare receive him with praise and with love, And Beaumonts and Bens be his Kellys above.
Sivu 199 - Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm, How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides, Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you From seasons such as these ? O, I have ta'en Too little care of this ! Take physic, pomp ; Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel, That thou mayst shake the superflux to them, And show the heavens more just.
Sivu lxxix - Nay, sir, I am a very fair judge. He did not attack me violently till he found I did not like his poetry ; and his attack on me shall not prevent me from continuing to say what I think of him, from an apprehension that it may be ascribed to resentment. No, sir, I called the fellow a blockhead at first, and I will call him a blockhead still.
Sivu 71 - In spite of outward blemishes, she shone, For humour famed, and humour all her own: Easy, as if at home, the stage she trod, Nor sought the critic's praise, nor fear'd his rod: Original in spirit and in ease, She pleased by hiding all attempts to please: No comic actress ever yet could raise, On Humour's base, more merit or more praise.
Sivu 110 - At this man's table I enjoyed many cheerful and instructive hours, with companions such as are not often found ; with one who has lengthened, and one who has gladdened, life ; with Dr. James, whose skill in...
Sivu 107 - Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man ; As an actor, confest without rival to shine; As a wit, if not first, in the very first line : Yet, with talents like these, and an excellent heart, The man had his failings, a dupe to his art.
Sivu lxxvi - He for subscribers baits his hook, " And takes your cash ; but where's the book ' " No matter where ; wise fear, you know, " Forbids the robbing of a foe ; " But what, to serve our private ends, " Forbids the cheating of our friends...

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