Colley Cibber

Losers must have leave to speak.

Losers must have leave to speak.

A weak Invention of the Enemy.

A weak Invention of the Enemy.

I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed read more

I've lately had two spiders
Crawling upon my startled hopes--
Now though thy friendly hand has brushed 'em from me,
Yet still they crawl offensive to mine eyes:
I would have some kind friend to tread upon 'em.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.

Persuasion tips his tongue whene'er he talks.

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.