...above, however, is but a poor specimen of it.' Cf. Pope, Ep. to Dr. Arbuthnot 127-8: As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. 1. 3. 13. S'light . . . law. 'Too much immersed in cases, and cased too much in thy gown.' (N.) 1....

...idle trade, No duty broke, no father difobey'd; While yet a child, e'er yet a fool to fame, I lifp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. POPE. This plain floor, Believe me reader, can fay more * See the fruidefs and impudent attack of Lauder on Milton. f The Works of Cardinal Bembo,...

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...idle trade ; No duty broke, no father difobey'd ; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I lifp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. PoPE. »• This plain floor, Believe me, reader, can fay more Than many a braver marble can, Here lies a truly honeft man. C*ASHAW. This modcft flone, what...

...idle trade ; No duty broke, no father difobey'd ; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I lifp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. PoPE. This plain floor, Believe me, reader, can fay more Than many a braver marble can, . Here lies a truly honeft man. CRAsHAW. This modeft ftonc,...

...write ? what siu to me uniknpw^i, 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', pr my pwia ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd. in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd : i5p The Muse but serv'd...

...idle trade ; No duty broke, no father difobey'd ; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I lifp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. PoPE. This plain floor, Believe me, reader, can fay more Than many a braver marble can, Here lies a truly honeft man. CRASHAW. This modeft ftone, what...

...I write ? what sin to me nnknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came : I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobeyed : 130 The Muse but serv'd...

...of the brain. F. LEWIS. I left no calling for this idle trade; No duty broke, no father difobey'd; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. • This plain floor, Believe me, reader, can say more Than many a braver marble can, Here lies a truly...

...did I write ? What sin, to me unknown, Dipt me in ink ; my parents, or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd.* BOILEAU says, in his fifth...