The Authors: A Satire (Richard Savage Poems)
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
Bright Arts, abus'd, like Gems, receive their Flaws;Physick has Quacks, and Quirks obscure the Laws.Fables to shade Historic Truths combine,And ...
Prayer and the Plague are two most pow'rful things,Being both derived from the King of Kings;The Plague is sent to ...
Our _Donne_ is dead; England should mourne, may say We had a man where language chose to stay And shew her gracefull ...
Clap your Hands, ye People allIn Cummingston who dwell;Macdebit's dead, whose holy TricksWill sink his Soul to &wblank;:No more will ...
Great Lady! That thus quite against our use,We speak your welcome by an English Muse,And in a vulgar tongue our ...
'T was sung of old how one Amphion Could, by his verses, tame a lion, And, by his strange unchanting tunes, Make bears ...
Full many a fiend did haunt this house of rest,And made of passive wights an easy prey.Here Lethargy with deadly ...
The HumiliationThe Summary of the Poem.Theophila, or Divine Love, ascends to her Belov'd by three Degrees. By Humilitie, by Zeal, ...
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear; May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear: While Sinners split on shelves, ...
The Admiration.ARGUMENT. Coeli trina MONAS, TRIAS una, faveto precanti! PERSONAS un? Tres DEITATE colo! Sunt tria, sunt & idem, Fons, ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
Let not these thoughts torment you: I alas!In low ignoble poverty shall passMy wretched days, and unregarded lieBuried alive, in ...
When first Apollo got my brain with Childe,He made large promise never to beguile,But like an honest Father, he would ...
A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient's Bed; Enquiring, how he did ...
Presse me not to take more pleasure In this world of sugred lies,And to use a larger measure ...
Peace, pratler, do not lowre:Not a fair look, but thou dost call it foul:Not a ...
A Quack, to no true Skill in Physick bred, With frequent Visits cursed his Patient's Bed; Enquiring, how he did ...
The day after Christmas, young Albert Were what's called, confined to his bed, With a tight kind of pain in ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Soul O Who shall, from this Dungeon, raise A Soul inslav'd so many wayes? With bolts of Bones, that fetter'd ...
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