Charles Churchill

Falsehoods border on truths.

Falsehoods border on truths.

Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.

Ne'er blush'd, unless, in spreading vice's snares,
She blunder'd on some virtue unawares.

No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains
To tax our labours and excise our brains.

No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains
To tax our labours and excise our brains.

Appearances to save, his only care;
So things seem right, no matter what they are.

Appearances to save, his only care;
So things seem right, no matter what they are.

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.

Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends,
He hurts me most who lavishly commends.