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That Raven on yon left-hand oak
(Curse on his ill-betiding croak)
Bodes me no good.
Topic: Ravens
Source: Fables--The Farmer's Wife and the Raven
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A lost good name is ne'er retriev'd.
Topic: Reputation
Source: Fables--The Fox at the Point of Death (l. 46)
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So comes a reck'ning when the banquet's o'er,
The dreadful reckn'ning, and men smile no more.
Topic: Results
Source: The What D'ye Call It (act II, sc. 9)
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Thus shadow owes its birth to light.
Topic: Shadows
Source: The Persian, Sun, and Cloud (l. 10)
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Let firm, well hammer'd soles protect thy feet
Through freezing snows, and rains, and soaking sleet;
Should the big last extend the shoe too wide,
Each stone will wrench the unwary step aside;
The sudden turn may stretch the swelling vein,
The cracking joint unhinge, or ankle sprain;
And when too short the modish shoes are worn,
You'll judge the seasons by your shooting corn.
Topic: Shoemaking
Source: Trivia (bk. I, l. 33)
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I hate the man who builds his name
On ruins of another's fame.
Topic: Slander
Source: The Poet and the Rose
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I hate the man who builds his name on the ruins of another's fame.
Topic: Slander
Source: None
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Studious of elegance and ease.
Topic: Study
Source: Fables (pt. II, no. 8)
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For he as studious--of his ease.
Topic: Study
Source: Poems on Several Occasions (II, 49), (ed. 1752)
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My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
Topic: Talk
Source: Introduction to the Fables (pt. I, l. 57)
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Good housewives all the winter's rage despise,
Defended by the riding-hood's disguise;
Or, underneath the umbrella's oily shade,
Safe through the wet on clinking pattens tread,
Let Persian dames the unbrella's ribs display,
To guard their beauties from the sunny ray;
Or sweating slaves support the shady load,
When eastern monarchs show their state abroad;
Britain in winter only knows its aid,
To guard from chilling showers the walking maid.
Topic: Umbrellas
Source: Trivia (bk. I, l. 209)
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Why is the hearse with scutcheons blazon'd round,
And with the nodding plume of ostrich crown'd?
No; the dead know it not, nor profit gain;
It only serves to prove the living vain.
Topic: Undertakers
Source: Trivia (bk. III, l. 231)
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How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
Topic: Vanity
Source: The Barley-Mow and Dunghill (l. 1)
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Variety's the source of joy below,
From whence still fresh-revolving pleasures flow,
In books and love the mind one end pursues,
And only change the expiring flames renews.
Topic: Variety
Source: Epistles--To Bernard Lintot, on a Miscellany of Poems
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No retreat. No retreat. They must conquer or die who've no retreat.
Topic: Victory
Source: None
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Who hath not heard the rich complain
Of surfeits, and corporeal pain?
He barr'd from every use of wealth,
Envies the ploughman's strength and health.
Topic: Wealth
Source: Fables--The Cookmaid, Turnspit, and Ox
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From wine what sudden friendship springs?
Topic: Wine and Spirits
Source: Fables (pt. II, fable 6)
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In every rank, or great or small,
'Tis industry supports us all.
Topic: Work
Source: Man, Cat, Dog, and Fly (l. 63)
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Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have
while working.
Topic: Work
Source: Man, Cat, Dog, and Fly (l. 63)
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Brother, brother; we are both in the wrong.
Topic: Wrongs
Source: Beggar's Opera (act II, sc. 2)
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