The New Foundling Hospital for Wit: Being a Collection of Fugitive Pieces, in Prose and Verse, Not in Any Other Collection. With Several Pieces Never Before Published, Volume 1

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John Almon
J. Debrett, 1786
 

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Page 40 - E'en Beauty's portrait wears a softer prime, Touch'd by the tender hand of mellowing Time. The patient Sculptor owns an humbler part, A ruder toil, and more mechanic art ; Content with slow and timorous stroke to trace The lingering line, and mould the tardy grace : But once achieved — though barbarous wreck o'erthrow The sacred fane, and lay its glories low, Yet shall the sculptured ruin rise to day, Graced by defect, and worship'd in decay; Th' enduring record bears the artist's name, Demands...
Page iv - Narrative of LIEUTENANT-GENERAL SIR HENRY CLINTON, KB Relative to his CONDUCT during Part of His Command of the King's Troops in NORTH AMERICA; Particularly to that which respects the unfortunate Issue of the Campaign in 1781. With an APPENDIX, containing Copies and Extracts of those Parts of his Correspondence with Lord George Germain, Earl Cornwallis, Rear Admiral Graves, &c., which are referred to therein.
Page 191 - I'm told you are not such a bear, But sometimes yield, when offer'd fair. Suffer yon folks a while to tattle ; 'Tis we who must decide the battle. Whene'er we war on yonder stage With various fate and equal rage, The nation trembles at each blow, That No gives Ay, and Ay gives No : Yet, in expensive, long...
Page 194 - The sure succeeding bitter dregs unknown. You had not yet the fatal change deplor'd, The tender lover for th...
Page 22 - Dismay and silent woe again prevail. No more that day we spoke ! — Why in thy womb Then, cruel Earth, did we not meet our doom ? Now the fourth morning rose : my eldest child Fell at his father's feet ; in accent wild, Struggling with pain, with his last fleeting breath, " Help me, my Sire,
Page 23 - But, tho' vers'd in th' extremes both of pleasure and pain, I am still but too ready to feel them again. If then, for this once in my life, I am free, And escape from a snare might catch wiser than me, 'Tis that beauty alone but imperfectly charms, For, though brightness may dazzle, 'tis kindness that warms.
Page 23 - With all her idle — reftlefs, wanton train, •—Her magic glafs fliou'd falfe ambition hold, Or' av'rice bid me put my truft in gold, To my relief, thou, virtuous goddefs, hafte, And with thee bring thy daughters, ever chafte— « Health !— Liberty ! and Wifdom...
Page 39 - For fabled suff'rers and delusive woe ? Or with quaint smiles dismiss the plaintive strain, Point the quick jest — indulge the comic vein — Ere yet to buried Roscius we assign One kind regret — one tributary line ! His fame requires we act a tenderer part : His memory claims the tear you gave his art ! The general voice, the meed of mournful verse, The splendid sorrows that...
Page 63 - em! stop 'em! till they're hoarse, But mean to drive them faster. Each, claiming now his nat'ral right, Scorns to obey his brother; So they proceed to kick and bite, And worry one another. Hungry at...
Page 191 - With various fate, and equal rage, The nation trembles at each blow That No gives Ay, and Ay gives No ; Yet in expensive long contention, We gain nor office, grant, or pension.

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