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Constant attention wears the active mind, Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.

Charles Churchill

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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
Poet
Writer
City of Westminster
Behinds
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Blots
Attention
Pow
Mind
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The Scots are poor, cries surly English pride True is the charge, nor by themselves denied. Are they not then in strictest reason clear, Who wisely come to mend their fortunes here?
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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.
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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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Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their 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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Genius is of no country her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
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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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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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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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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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Even in a hero's heart Discretion is the better part.
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