You do ill to praise, but worse to censure, what you do not understand

You do ill to praise, but worse to censure, what you do not understand

Praise enough
To fill the ambition of a private man,
That Chatham's language was his mother-tongue.

Praise enough
To fill the ambition of a private man,
That Chatham's language was his mother-tongue.

Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.

Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.

Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.

Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.

Think not those faithful who praise all thy words and actions; but those who kindly reprove thy faults.

Think not those faithful who praise all thy words and actions; but those who kindly reprove thy faults.

To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!

To what base ends, and by what abject ways,
Are mortals urg'd through sacred lust of praise!

I can live for two months on a good compliment.

I can live for two months on a good compliment.

Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
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Good people all, with one accord,
Lament for Madame Blaize,
Who never wanted a good word--
From those who spoke her praise.

And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised
God and his works.

And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised
God and his works.