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Appearances to save, his only care;
So things seem right, no matter what they are.
Topic: Appearance
Source: The Rosciad (l. 299)
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His thirst he slakes at some pure neighboring brook,
Nor seeks for sauce where Appetite stands cook.
Topic: Appetite
Source: Gotham III (l. 133)
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Apt Alliteration's artful aid.
Topic: Authorship
Source: The Prophecy of Famine (l. 86)
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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
Topic: Books and Reading
Source: None
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Who shall dispute what the Reviewers say?
Their word's sufficient; and to ask a reason,
In such a state as theirs, is downright treason.
Topic: Criticism
Source: Apology (l. 94)
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Though by whim, envy, or resentment led,
They damn those authors whom they never read.
Topic: Criticism
Source: The Candidate (l. 57)
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A servile race
Who, in mere want of fault, all merit place;
Who blind obedience pay to ancient schools,
Bigots to Greece, and slaves to musty rules.
Topic: Criticism
Source: The Rosciad (l. 183)
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But, spite of all the criticising elves,
Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.
Topic: Criticism
Source: The Rosciad (l. 961)
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I criticize by creation--not by finding fault.
Topic: Criticism
Source: The Rosciad (l. 961)
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Like the dreams,
Children of night, of indigestion bred.
Topic: Dreams
Source: The Candidate (l. 784)
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Be England what she will,
With all her faults, she is my country still.
Topic: England
Source: The Farewell
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With that malignant envy which turns pale,
And sickens, even if a friend prevail.
Topic: Envy
Source: The Rosciad (l. 127)
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Men the most infamous are fond of fame,
And those who fear not guilt, yet start at shame.
Topic: Fame
Source: The Author (l. 233)
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Fashion--a word which knaves and fools may use,
Their knavery and folly to excuse.
Topic: Fashion
Source: The Rosciad (l. 455)
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But, spite of all the criticising elves,
Those who would make us feel, must feel themselves.
Topic: Feeling
Source: The Rosciad (l. 961)
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Fool beckons fool, and dunce awakens dunce.
Topic: Folly
Source: Apology (l. 42)
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Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.
Topic: Friends
Source: The Apology (l. 19)
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Friends I have made, whom Envy must commend,
But not one foe whom I would wish a friend.
Topic: Friends
Source: Conference (l. 297)
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And if you mean to profit, learn to please.
Topic: Gain
Source: Gotham (bk. II, l. 88)
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The more haste, ever the worst speed.
Topic: Haste
Source: The Ghost (bk. IV, l. 1162)
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He's of stature somewhat low--
Your hero always should be tall, you know.
Topic: Heroes
Source: The Rosciad (l. 1,029)
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A joke's a very serious thing.
Topic: Jesting
Source: Ghost (bk. 4)
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Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own.
Topic: Justice
Source: Epistle to Hogarth (l. 1)
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The more laws, the less justice.
Topic: Justice
Source: Epistle to Hogarth (l. 1)
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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.
Topic: Literature
Source: None
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Man and wife,
Coupled together for the sake of strife.
Topic: Matrimony
Source: The Rosciad (l. 1,005)
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My most brilliant achievement was my ability to be able to
persuade my wife to marry me.
Topic: Matrimony
Source: The Rosciad (l. 1,005)
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Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.
Topic: Matrimony
Source: The Rosciad (l. 1,005)
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View the whole scene, with critic judgment scan,
And then deny him merit if you can.
Where he falls short, 'tis Nature's fault alone
Where he succeeds, the merit's all his own.
Topic: Merit
Source: The Rosciad (l. 1,023)
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Constant attention wears the active mind,
Blots out our pow'rs, and leaves a blank behind.
Topic: Mind
Source: Epistle to Hogarth (l. 647)
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Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
Topic: Nature
Source: The Rosciad (l. 699)
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To vanish nonsense with the charms of sound.
Topic: Nonsense
Source: The Apology (l. 219)
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The oak, when living, monarch of the wood;
The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.
Topic: Oak
Source: Gotham
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He mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.
Topic: Oratory
Source: The Rosciad (l. 322)
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Patience is sorrow's salve.
Topic: Patience
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Who, to patch up his fame--or fill his purse--
Still pilfers wretched plans, and makes them worse;
Like gypsies, lest the stolen brat be known,
Defacing first, then claiming for his own.
Topic: Plagiarism
Source: The Apology (l. 232)
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Who all in raptures their own works rehearse,
And drawl out measur'd prose, which they call verse.
Topic: Poets
Source: Independence (l. 95)
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Patience is sorrow's salve.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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A bachelor's bed is the most pleasant.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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A wise man does nothing by constraint.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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All soils are not fertile.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Anger should never appear in awarding punishment.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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As you sow, so shall you also reap.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Care must be taken that the punishment does not exceed the
offence.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Certain signs are the forerunners of certain events.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Do nothing twice over.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Every animal loves itself.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Every man's friend is no man's friend.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Everyone has his besetting sin.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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Falsehoods border on truths.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: Prophecy of Famine (l. 363)
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