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It can't be Nature, for it is not sense.

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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
Poet
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City of Westminster
Sense
Nature

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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
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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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Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill.
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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Drawn by conceit from reason's plan How vain is that poor creature man How pleas'd in ev'ry paltry elf To grate about that thing himself.
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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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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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Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still.
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Old Age, a second child, by nature curst With more and greater evils than the first, Weak, sickly, full of pains: in ev'ry breath Railing at life, and yet afraid of death.
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And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
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With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
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Who to patch up his fame, or fill his purse, Still pilfers wretched plans, and makes them worse Like gypsies, lest the stolen brat be known, Defacing first, then claiming for his own.
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Nor waste their sweetness in the desert air.
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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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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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Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.
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Wit, who never once Forgave a brother, shall forgive a dunce.
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Nature, through all her works, in great degree, Borrows a blessing from variety. Music itself her needful aid requires To rouse the soul, and wake our dying fires.
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