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To copy faults is want of sense.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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City of Westminster
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Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own.
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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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It can't be Nature, for it is not sense.
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Wit, who never once Forgave a brother, shall forgive a dunce.
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