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Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford and reputation bleeds in every word.

Charles Churchill

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Charles Churchill
Died: 1764
Died: November 4
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City of Westminster
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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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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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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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When fiction rises pleasing to the eye, men will believe, because they love the lie but truth herself, if clouded with a frown, must have some solemn proof to pass her down.
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And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
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Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own.
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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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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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To copy faults is want of sense.
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Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
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Ourselves are to ourselves the cause of ill.
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It can't be Nature, for it is not sense.
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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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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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Genius is of no country her pure ray Spreads all abroad, as general as the day.
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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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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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Genius is independent of situation.
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Weak is that throne, and in itself unsound, Which takes not solid virtue for its ground.
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