 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 440by John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808Full view - About this book
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...tympany of sense. A tun of man in thy large bulk is writ, But sure thou'rt but a kilderkin of wit. Like mine thy gentle numbers feebly creep; Thy tragic...smiles, thy comic sleep. With whate'er gall thou sett'st thy self to write, Thy inoffensive satires never bite. In thy felonious heart though venom lies, It... | |
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