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Whom drink made wits, though nature made them fools.
Charles Churchill
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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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City of Westminster
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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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Genius is of no country her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
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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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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.
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Old Age, a second child, by nature curst With more and greater evils than the first, Weak, sickly, full of pains: in ev'ry breath Railing at life, and yet afraid of death.
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To copy faults is want of sense.
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Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.
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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 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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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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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
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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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Patience is sorrow's salve.
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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
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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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Genius is independent of situation.
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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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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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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
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