John Gay ( 10 of 59 )
When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway
Directs the roving trout this fatal way,
He greedily read more
When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway
Directs the roving trout this fatal way,
He greedily sucks in the twining bait,
And tugs and nibbles the fallacious meat.
Now, happy fisherman; now twitch the line!
How thy rod bends! behold, the prize is thine!
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his read more
"Is there no hope?" the sick man said,
The silent doctor shook his head,
And took his leave with signs of sorrow,
Despairing of his fee to-morrow.
With thee conversing I forget the way.
With thee conversing I forget the way.
Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose.
Those who in quarrels interpose, Must often wipe a bloody nose.
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little read more
In other men we faults may spy,
And blame the mote that dims their eye;
Each little speck and blemish find,
To our own stronger errors blind.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
