John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Charles Churchill. (1731–1764) (continued) |
Like gypsies, lest the stolen brat be known, Defacing first, then claiming for his own. 1 |
The Apology. Line 232. |
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No statesman e’er will find it worth his pains To tax our labours and excise our brains. |
Night. Line 271. |
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Apt alliteration ’s artful aid. |
The Prophecy of Famine. Line 86. |
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There webs were spread of more than common size, And half-starved spiders prey’d on half-starved flies. |
The Prophecy of Famine. Line 327. |
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With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought. |
Epistle to William Hogarth. Line 645. |
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Men the most infamous are fond of fame, And those who fear not guilt yet start at shame. |
The Author. Line 233. |
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Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still. 2 |
The Farewell. Line 27. |
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Wherever waves can roll, and winds can blow. 3 |
The Farewell. Line 38. |
William Cowper. (1731–1800) |
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Is base in kind, and born to be a slave. |
Table Talk. Line 28. |
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As if the world and they were hand and glove. |
Table Talk. Line 173. |
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Happiness depends, as Nature shows, Less on exterior things than most suppose. |
Table Talk. Line 246. |
Note 1. Steal! to be sure they may; and, egad, serve your best thoughts as gypsies do stolen children,—disguise them to make ’em pass for their own.—Richard Brinsley Sheridan: The Critic, act i. sc. i. [back] |
Note 2. England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country! William Cowper: The Task, book ii. The Timepiece, line 206. [back] |
Note 3. Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam.—Lord Byron: The Corsair, canto i. stanza 1. [back] |