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Amongst the sons of men how few are known Who dare be just to merit not their own.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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The best things carried to excess are wrong.
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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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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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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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Enough of satire in less harden'd times Great was her force, and mighty were her rhymes. I've read of men, beyond man's daring brave, Who yet have trembled at the strokes she gave Whose souls have felt more terrible alarms From her one line, than from a world in arms.
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He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.
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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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Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.
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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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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.
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And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
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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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Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own.
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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
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