A real, or at least, a seeming good. Who fears not to do ill, yet fears the name, And, free from conscience, is a slave to fame. Thus he the church at once protects and spoils ; But princes' swords are sharper than their styles : And thus to th' ages... The Quintessence of English Poetry, Or, a Collection of All the Beautiful ... - Página 105 de William Oldys - 1740 Vista completa -
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