Maxioms by Charles Churchill
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, read more
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.
How do our philosophers act? Do they not inscribe their
signatures to the very essays they write on the read more
How do our philosophers act? Do they not inscribe their
signatures to the very essays they write on the propriety of
despising glory.
Who shall dispute what the Reviewers say?
Their word's sufficient; and to ask a reason,
In such read more
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.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
Not without art, but yet to Nature true.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read.
