Charles Churchill

Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.

Oh! how many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding ring.

With various readings stored his empty skull,
Learn'd without sense, and venerably dull.

With various readings stored his empty skull,
Learn'd without sense, and venerably dull.

The oak, when living, monarch of the wood;
The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.

The oak, when living, monarch of the wood;
The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.

Falsehoods border on truths.

Falsehoods border on truths.

With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.

With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.