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Matthew Green. (1696–1737)

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Fling but a stone, the giant dies.

The Spleen. Line 93.

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Thus I steer my bark, and sail
On even keel, with gentle gale.

The Spleen.

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Though pleased to see the dolphins play,
I mind my compass and my way.

The Spleen.

Richard Savage. (1697?–1743)

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He lives to build, not boast, a generous race;
No tenth transmitter of a foolish face.

The Bastard. Line 7.

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May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name,
And glorify what else is damn’d to fame. 1

Character of Foster.

Robert Blair. (1699–1746)

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The Grave, dread thing!
Men shiver when thou ’rt named: Nature, appall’d,
Shakes off her wonted firmness.

The Grave. Part i. Line 9.

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The schoolboy, with his satchel in his hand,
Whistling aloud to bear his courage up. 2

The Grave. Part i. Line 58.

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Friendship! mysterious cement of the soul!
Sweetener of life! and solder of society!

The Grave. Part i. Line 88.

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Of joys departed,
Not to return, how painful the remembrance!

The Grave. Part i. Line 109.

Note 1.
See Pope, Quotation 197. [back]

Note 2.
See Dryden, Quotation 105. [back]