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" Like mine, thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; Thy Tragic Muse gives smiles ; thy Comic, sleep. With whate'er gall thou sett'st thyself to write, Thy inoffensive satires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch thy Irish pen,... "
The Works of John Dryden: Now First Collected ... - Page 440
by John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808
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The Beauties of English Poesy, Volume 1

Oliver Goldsmith - 1767
...fmiles, thy comic, fleep. With whate'er gall thou fet'ft thyfelf to write, Thy inoffenfive fatires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch thy Trim pen, and dies. • Thy genius calls thee not to purchafe fame In keen Iambics, but mild Anagram....
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Original Poems, Volume 1

John Dryden - 1773
...gives fmiles, thy comic fleep. With whate'er gall thou fet'ft thyfelf to write, Thy inoffenfive fatires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch thy Irifh pen, and dies. Thy genius calls thee not to purehafe fame In keen Iambies, but mild anagram....
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Bell's Edition, Volumes 41-42

John Bell - 1777
...of man in thy large hulk is writ, s9.But sure thou'rt hut a kilderkin of wit. Like mine, thy gentl'- numbers feebly creep ; Thy Tragic Muse gives smiles, thy Comic sleep. With whate'cr gall thou sett'st thyself to write. Thy inoffensive satires never hite. 200 In thy felonious...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volume 14

Samuel Johnson - 1779
...fmiles, thy comic fleep. With whate'er gall thou fett'ft thyfelf to write, Thy inoffenfive fatires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch thy Irifh pen, and dies. Thy genius calls thee not to purchafe fame In keen Iambics, but mild Anagram....
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The works of the English poets. With prefaces, biographical and ..., Volume 19

English poets - 1790
...fijiles, thy comic fleep. With whate'er gall thou fett'ft thyfelf to write, Thy inoftenfive fatires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch thy Irifh pen, and dies. Thy genius calls thee not to purchafe fame In keen Iambics, but mild Anagram....
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Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Pieces of Poetry, Selected for ...

Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 1008 pages
...(miles ¡ thy comic, (leep. With wiiatc'er gall thou fet'ft thyiclf to write, Thy inoffenlive latircs never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It does but touch r'iy Infh |>ca, and dies. Thy genius calls tlue not to purchafe fame In keen Iambics, but mud Anagram....
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Dryden. Smyth. Duke. King. Sprat. Halifax

Samuel Johnson - 1800
...gives fmiles, thy comic deep. With whate'er gall thou fett'ft thyfelf to write. Thy inoitenfive fatircs us, and in proccfs of time a Lucilius, Irifh pen, and die«. Thy genius calls thee not to purchafe (ame ¡n keen Iambics, but mild Anagram....
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Poetical Works

John Dryden - 1808
...is writ, But sure thon'rt but a kilderkin of wit Like mine, thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; Tliy Tragic Muse gives smiles ; thy Comic, sleep. With...does but touch thy Irish pen, and dies. Thy genius calls thee not to purchase fame In keen Iambics, but mild Anagram. Leave writing Plays, and choose...
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The poets of Great Britain complete from Chaucer to Churchill, Volume 21

John Bell - 1807
...tympany of sense. . A tun of man in thy large bulk is writ, But sure thou art but a kilderkin of wit. Like mine, thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; ; Thy Tragic Muse gives smiles, tby Comic With whate'er gall them sett'st thyself to write, * Thy inolfeniive satires never bite. 200...
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The Poetical Works of John Dryden: Collated with the Best Editions:

John Dryden, Thomas Park - 1808
...tympany of sense, A tun of man in thy large bulk is writ, But sure thon'rt but a kilderkin of wit. Like mine, thy gentle numbers feebly creep ; Thy Tragic...sett'st thyself to write, Thy inoffensive satires never hite. In thy felonious heart, though venom lies, It does but touch thy Irish pen, and dies. Thy genins...
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