 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1767 - 288 стор.
...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.... | |
 | John Dryden - 1773 - 260 стор.
...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.... | |
 | John Bell - 1777 - 644 стор.
...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... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1779 - 614 стор.
...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.... | |
 | English poets - 1790 - 312 стор.
...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.... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1796 - 574 стор.
...(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.... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 658 стор.
...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.... | |
 | John Dryden - 1808 - 382 стор.
...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... | |
 | John Bell - 1807 - 458 стор.
...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... | |
 | John Dryden, Thomas Park - 1808 - 374 стор.
...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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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,... 
