John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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David Garrick. (1717–1779) (continued) |
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This scholar, rake, Christian, dupe, gamester, and poet. |
Jupiter and Mercury. |
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Hearts of oak are our ships, Hearts of oak are our men. 1 |
Hearts of Oak. |
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Here lies James Quinn. Deign, reader, to be taught, Whate’er thy strength of body, force of thought, In Nature’s happiest mould however cast, To this complexion thou must come at last. |
Epitaph on Quinn. Murphy’s Life of Garrick. Vol. ii. p. 38. |
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Are these the choice dishes the Doctor has sent us? Is this the great poet whose works so content us? This Goldsmith’s fine feast, who has written fine books? Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks? 2 |
Epigram on Goldsmith’s Retaliation. Vol. ii. p. 157. |
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Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll, Who wrote like an angel, and talk’d like poor Poll. |
Impromptu Epitaph on Goldsmith. |
William B. Rhodes. (c. 1790) |
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Who dares this pair of boots displace, Must meet Bombastes face to face. 3 |
Bombastes Furioso. Act i. Sc. 4. |
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Bom. So have I heard on Afric’s burning shore A hungry lion give a grievous roar; The grievous roar echoed along the shore. Artax. So have I heard on Afric’s burning shore Another lion give a grievous roar; And the first lion thought the last a bore. |
Bombastes Furioso. Act i. Sc. 4. |
Note 1. Our ships were British oak, And hearts of oak our men. S. J. Arnold: Death of Nelson. [back] |
Note 2. See Tusser, Quotation 1. [back] |
Note 3. Let none but he these arms displace, Who dares Orlando’s fury face. Cervantes: Don Quixote, part ii. chap. lxvi. Ray: Proverbs. Thomas: English Prose Romance, page 85. [back] |