The Gentleman's Magazine, Volumen 17

F. Jefferies, 1747

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Página 491 - And chase the new-blown bubbles of the day. Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live. Then prompt no more the follies you decry, As tyrants doom their tools of guilt to die...
Página 491 - Vice always found a sympathetic friend; They pleas'd their Age, and did not aim to mend. Yet Bards like these aspir'd to lasting Praise, And proudly hop'd to pimp in future days.
Página 173 - Living. I shall not trouble your Honours with long Speeches; for I have not the Presumption to expect, that you may, by any Means, be prevailed on to deviate in your Sentence from the Law, in my Favour. All...
Página 173 - I must be stupified to the last degree, not to prefer the honourable state of wedlock to the condition I have lived in. I always was, and still am willing to enter into it; and doubt not my behaving well in it, having all the industry, frugality, fertility, and skill in economy appertaining to a good wife's character.
Página 491 - Senfe betray'd, And Virtue call'd Oblivion to her Aid. Then crufh'd by Rules, and weaken'd as refin'd, For Years the Power of Tragedy declin'd : From Bard to Bard the frigid Caution crept Till Declamation foar'd, while Paffion flept.
Página 491 - Perhaps (for who can guess th' effects of chance) Here Hunt may box, or Mahomet may dance. Hard is his lot that here by fortune plac'd...
Página 173 - Township, and would have done it better, if it had not been for the heavy Charges and Fines I have paid. Can it be a Crime (in the Nature of Things I mean) to add to the Number of the King's Subjects, in a new Country that really wants People?
Página 326 - Thou shalt come to thy grave in a full age, like as a shock of corn cometh in in his season.
Página 491 - We have got tongues and eyes in vain And truth from us is sin. Men to new joys and conquests fly, And yet no hazard run; Poor we are left if we deny, And if we yield, undone. Then equal laws let custom find, And neither Sex oppress; More freedom give to Womankind Or give to Mankind less.
Página 393 - Beauty fhould have no other bait, But gentle vows and love. If on thofe endlefs charms you lay The value that's their due ; Kings are themfelves too poor to pay; A thoufand worlds too few. But if a paffion without vice, Without difguife or art, Ah CELIA ! if true love's your price, Behold it in my heart.

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