Charles Churchill

To vanish nonsense with the charms of sound.

To vanish nonsense with the charms of sound.

Why should we fear; and what? The laws?
They all are armed in virtue's cause;
And aiming read more

Why should we fear; and what? The laws?
They all are armed in virtue's cause;
And aiming at the self-same end,
Satire is always virtue's friend.

Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own.

Amongst the sons of men how few are known
Who dare be just to merit not their own.

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.

And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.

And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.