Charles Churchill ( 10 of 47 )
Friends I have made, whom Envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend.
Friends I have made, whom Envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend.
Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, read more
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, the matter to digest, to cull fit phrases, and reject the rest.
The Scots are poor, cries surly English pride;
True is the charge, nor by themselves denied.
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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?
As by the way of innuendo
Lucus is made a non lucendo.
As by the way of innuendo
Lucus is made a non lucendo.
And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
Apt Alliteration's artful aid.
Apt Alliteration's artful aid.
Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own.
Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own.
The more laws, the less justice.
The more laws, the less justice.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
