Colley Cibber

The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.

The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.

A weak Invention of the Enemy.

A weak Invention of the Enemy.

Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable
liquid, . . . thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing,
heart-opening, wind-tippling read more

Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable
liquid, . . . thou female tongue-running, smile-smoothing,
heart-opening, wind-tippling cordial, to whose glorious
insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall
prostrate.

Now, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on.

Now, by St. Paul, the work goes bravely on.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.