In the first seat, in robe of various dyes, A noble wildness flashing from his eyes, Sat Shakespeare: in one hand a wand he bore, For mighty wonders fam'd in days of yore: The other held a globe, which to his will Obedient turn'd, and own'd the master's skill: Things of the noblest kind his genius drew, And look'd through nature at a single view: A loose he gave to his unbounded soul, And taught new lands to rise, new seas to roll; Call'd into being scenes unknown before, And passing nature's bounds, was something more.
It can't be Nature, for it is not sense. - Charles Churchill
It can't be Nature, for it is not sense.
- Charles Churchill
Keep up appearances; there lies the test. The world will give thee credit for the rest. - Charles Churchill
Keep up appearances; there lies the test. The world will give thee credit for the rest.
Genius is of no country. - Charles Churchill
Genius is of no country.
By different methods different men excel, but where is he who can do all things well? - Charles Churchill
By different methods different men excel, but where is he who can do all things well?
A joke's a very serious thing. - Charles Churchill
A joke's a very serious thing.
The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagi… - Charles Churchill
The surest way to health, say what they will, Is never to suppose we shall be ill; Most of the ills which we poor mortals know From doctors and imagi…
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own. - Charles Churchill
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own.
Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made. - Charles Churchill
Nature listening stood, whilst Shakespeare play'd And wonder'd at the work herself had made.
What is this world?--A term which men have got, To signify not one in ten knows what; A term, which with no more precision passes To point out herds … - Charles Churchill
What is this world?--A term which men have got, To signify not one in ten knows what; A term, which with no more precision passes To point out herds …
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