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Who all in raptures their own works rehearse, And drawl out measur'd prose, which they call verse.

Charles Churchill

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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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City of Westminster
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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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Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.
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Genius is of no country.
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With that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
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Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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The best things carried to excess are wrong.
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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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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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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.
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Genius is of no country her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
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Truth! why shall every wretch of letters Dare to speak truth against his betters! Let ragged virtue stand aloof, Nor mutter accents of reproof Let ragged wit a mute become, When wealth and power would have her dumb.
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Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill.
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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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Constant attention wears the active mind, Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.
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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
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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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