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If you mean to profit, learn to praise.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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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 that malignant envy which turns pale, And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
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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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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 independent of situation.
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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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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Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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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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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
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Constant attention wears the active mind, Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.
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What is this world?--A term which men have got, To signify not one in ten knows what A term, which with no more precision passes To point out herds of men than herds of asses In common use no more it means, we find, Than many fools in same opinions joined.
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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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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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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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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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He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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By different methods different men excel, but where is he who can do all things well?
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Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.
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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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