Samuel Johnson ( 4 of 4 )
Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
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Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart,
Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.
He threatens many that hath injured one.
He threatens many that hath injured one.
Let them call it mischief;
Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue.
Let them call it mischief;
Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue.
I from the jaws of a gardener's bitch
Snatched this bone and then leapt the ditch.
I from the jaws of a gardener's bitch
Snatched this bone and then leapt the ditch.