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Write to the mind and heart, and let the ear
Glean after what it can.
Write to the mind and heart, and let the ear
Glean after what it can.
There is probably no hell for authors in the next world--they
suffer so much from critics and publishers in read more
There is probably no hell for authors in the next world--they
suffer so much from critics and publishers in this.
But every fool describes, in these bright days,
His wondrous journey to some foreign court,
And spawns read more
But every fool describes, in these bright days,
His wondrous journey to some foreign court,
And spawns his quarto, and demands your praise,--
Death to his publisher, to him 'tis sport.
The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron, and with the
point of a diamond: it read more
The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron, and with the
point of a diamond: it is graven upon the table of their heart,
and upon the horns of your altars;
Whilst their children remember their altars and their groves by
the green trees upon the high hills.
As so I penned
It down, until at last it came to be,
For length and breadth, read more
As so I penned
It down, until at last it came to be,
For length and breadth, the bigness which you see.
The circumstance which gives authors an advantage above all these
great masters, is this, that they can multiply their read more
The circumstance which gives authors an advantage above all these
great masters, is this, that they can multiply their originals;
or rather, can make copies of their works, to what number they
please, which shall be as valuable as the originals themselves.
That writer does the most, who gives his reader the most
knowledge, and takes from him the least time.
That writer does the most, who gives his reader the most
knowledge, and takes from him the least time.
But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
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But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling, like dew, upon a thought produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions think.
And force them, though it was in spite
Of Nature and their stars, to write.
And force them, though it was in spite
Of Nature and their stars, to write.