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The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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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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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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Even in a hero's heart Discretion is the better part.
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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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To copy faults is want of sense.
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.
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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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Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still.
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Genius is independent of situation.
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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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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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By different methods different men excel, but where is he who can do all things well?
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Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own.
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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
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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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He mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.
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And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
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