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The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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City of Westminster
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Within the brain's most secret cells, A certain lord chief justice dwells, Of sov'reign power, whom one and all, With common voice we reason call.
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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
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Tis mighty easy o'er a glass of wine On vain refinements vainly to refine, To laugh at poverty in plenty's reign, To boast of apathy when out of pain, And in each sentence, worthy of the schools, Varnish'd with sophistry, to deal out rules Most fit for practice, but for one poor fault That into practice they can ne'er be brought.
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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
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The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own.
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England a fortune-telling host, As num'rous as the stars, could boast Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of Fate in grounds of tea.
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Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still.
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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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Man and wife, Coupled together for the sake of strife.
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