Satire and Satirists: Six Lectures

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D. Bogue, 1854 - 276 sider
 

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Side 177 - Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar Toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Side 177 - And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing ! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart ; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord.
Side 146 - Tis resolved, for Nature pleads that he Should only rule who most resembles me. Shadwell alone my perfect image bears, Mature in dulness from his tender years ; Shadwell alone of all my sons is he Who stands confirmed in full stupidity. The rest to some faint meaning make pretence, But Shadwell never deviates into sense.
Side 43 - Shades, that to Bacon could retreat afford, Become the portion of a booby lord ; And Hemsley, once proud Buckingham's delight, Slides to a scrivener, or a city knight. Let lands and houses have what lords they will, Let us be fix'd, and our own masters still.
Side 84 - He was a man of middle age ; In aspect manly, grave, and sage, As on King's errand come ; But in the glances of his eye, A penetrating, keen, and sly Expression found its home...
Side 140 - Waller was smooth; but Dryden taught to join The varying verse, the full-resounding line, The long majestic march, and energy divine.
Side 45 - Speak thou, whose thoughts at humble peace repine. Shall Wolsey's wealth, with Wolsey's end be thine ? Or liv'st thou now, with safer pride content, The wisest justice on the banks of Trent...
Side 214 - Since laws were made, for every degree, To curb vice in others, as well as in me, I wonder we ha'n't better company Upon Tyburn tree. But gold, from law, can take out the sting ; And if rich men, like us, were to swing, 'Twould thin the land, such numbers to string Upon Tyburn tree.
Side 44 - By numbers here from shame or censure free All crimes are safe, but hated poverty. This, only this, the rigid law pursues ; This, only this, provokes the snarling muse. The sober trader at a tatter'd cloak Wakes from his dream, and labours for a joke; With brisker air the silken courtiers gaze, And turn the varied taunt a thousand ways...
Side 46 - Hide, blushing glory, hide Pultowa's day : The vanquish'd hero leaves his broken bands, And shows his miseries in distant lands ; Condemn'da needy supplicant to wait, While ladies interpose, and slaves debate. But did not chance at length her error mend ? Did no subverted empire mark his end ? Did rival monarchs give the fatal wound ? Or hostile millions press him to the ground. His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew...

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