Epigrams, Ancient and Modern: Humorous, Witty, Satirical, Moral and Panegyrical

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John Booth
Longmans, Green, and Company, 1865 - 327 strani
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Stran 51 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Stran 326 - Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word — From those who spoke her praise. The needy seldom pass'd her door, And always found her kind ; She freely lent to all the poor — Who left a pledge behind.
Stran 78 - Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains ; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
Stran xiii - The reason why so few marriages are happy is because young ladies spend their time in making nets, not in making cages.
Stran 212 - Are dwindled down to threescore years and ten. Better to hunt in fields for health unbought Than fee the doctor for a nauseous draught. The wise for cure on exercise depend ; God never made his work for man to mend.
Stran ix - I cannot but conclude the bulk of your natives to be the most pernicious race of little odious vermin, that nature ever suffered to crawl upon the surface of the earth.
Stran 102 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Stran 327 - When she has walk'd before. But now, her wealth and finery fled, Her hangers-on cut short all ; The doctors found, when she was dead — Her last disorder mortal. Let us lament, in sorrow sore, For Kent-street well may say, That had she lived a twelvemonth more — She had not died to-day.
Stran xix - On parent knees, a naked new-born child Weeping thou sat'st while all around thee smiled ; So live, that sinking in thy last long sleep, Calm thou mayst smile, while all around thee weep.
Stran 21 - I do not love thee, Doctor Fell, The reason why I cannot tell: But this alone I know full well, I do not love thee, Doctor Fell.

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