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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
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No two on earth in all things can agree All have some darling singularity Women and men, as well as girls and boys, In gewgaws take delight, and sigh for toys, Your sceptres and your crowns, and such like things, Are but a better kind of toys for kings. In things indifferent reason bids us choose, Whether the whim's a monkey or a muse.
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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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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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Genius is of no country her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
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Who all in raptures their own works rehearse, And drawl out measur'd prose, which they call verse.
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Amongst the sons of men how few are known Who dare be just to merit not their own.
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Man and wife, Coupled together for the sake of strife.
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Great use they have, when in the hands Of one like me, who understands, Who understands the time and place, The person, manner, and the grace, Which fools neglect so that we find, If all the requisites are join'd, From whence a perfect joke must spring, A joke's a very serious thing.
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Patience is sorrow's salve.
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.
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Satire, whilst envy and ill-humor sway The mind of man, must always make her way Nor to a bosom, with discretion fraught, Is all her malice worth a single thought. The wise have not the will, nor fools the power, To stop her headstrong course within the hour Left to herself, she dies opposing strife Gives her fresh vigor, and prolongs her life.
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Enough of self, that darling luscious theme, O'er which philosophers in raptures dream Of which with seeming disregard they write Then prizing most when most they seem to slight.
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Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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Genius is independent of situation.
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He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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Gipsies, who every ill can cure, Except the ill of being poor Who charms 'gainst love and agues sell, Who can in hen-roost set a spell, Prepar'd by arts, to them best known To catch all feet except their own, Who, as to fortune, can unlock it, As easily as pick a pocket.
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The best things carried to excess are wrong.
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