Samuel Johnson ( 4 of 4 )
 Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
 Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
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 Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd,
 Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;
  Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart,
   Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart. 
He threatens many that hath injured one.
He threatens many that hath injured one.
 Let them call it mischief;
 Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue.  
 Let them call it mischief;
 Then it is past and prosper'd, 'twill be virtue. 
 I from the jaws of a gardener's bitch
 Snatched this bone and then leapt the ditch.  
 I from the jaws of a gardener's bitch
 Snatched this bone and then leapt the ditch.