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Where stray ye, Muses! in what lawn or grove,
. . . .
In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides,
Or else where Cam his winding vales divides?
- Summer (l. 23) [Cam River : Rivers]
But would you sing, and rival Orpheus' strain.
The wond'ring forests soon should dance again;
The moving mountains hear the powerful call.
And headlong streams hand listening in their fall!
- Summer (l. 81) [Singing]
O let us still the secret joy partake,
To follow virtue even for virtue's sake.
- Temple of Fame (l. 364) [Virtue]
Calm, thinking villains, whom no faith could fix,
Of crooked counsels and dark politics.
- Temple of Fame (l. 410) [Villainy]
And the touch'd needle trembles to the pole.
- Temple of Fame (l. 431) [Influence]
As on the smooth expanse of crystal lakes
The sinking stone at first a circle makes;
The trembling surface by the motion stirr'd,
Spreads in a second circle, then a third;
Wide, and more wide, the floating rings advance,
Fill all the watery plain, and to the margin dance.
- Temple of Fame (l. 436) [Circles]
The flying rumours gather'd as the roll'd,
Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told;
And all who told it added something new.
And all who heard it made enlargements too.
- Temple of Fame (l. 468) [Rumor]
Nor fame I slight, nor for her favors call;
She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all.
- Temple of Fame (l. 513) [Fame]
Unblemish'd let me live or die unknown;
Oh, grant an honest fame, or grant me none!
- Temple of Fame (l. 523) [Fame]
Shall I, like Curtius, desperate in my zeal,
O'er head and ears plunge for the common weal?
Or rob Rome's ancient geese of all their glories,
And cackling save the monarchies of Tories?
- The Dunciad (bk. 1, l. 209) [Geese]
Next o'er his books his eyes began to roll,
In pleasing memory of all he stole;
How here he sipp'd, how there he plunder'd snug,
And suck'd all o'er like an industrious bug.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 127) [Plagiarism]
The rest on outside merit but presume,
Or serve (like other fools) to fill a room.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 136) [Folly]
Dulness! whose good old cause I yet defend,
With whom my muse began, with who shall end.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 165) [Poets]
How index-learning turns no student pale,
Yet holds the eel of science by the tale.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 279)
[Indexes : Science]
Bring, bring the madding Bay, the drunken wine;
The creeping, dirty, courtly Ivy join.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 303) [Ivy]
And solid pudding against empty praise.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 54) [Eating]
Solid pudding against empty praise.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 54) [Praise]
In cold December fragrant chaplets blow,
And heavy harvests nod beneath the snow.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 77) [December]
Yet eat in dreams, the custard of the day.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 92) [Dreams]
While pensive poets painful vigils keep,
Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep.
- The Dunciad (bk. I, l. 93) [Poets]
Th' embroider'd suit at least he deem'd his prey;
That suit an unpaid tailor snatched away.
- The Dunciad (bk. II, l. 117) [Tailors]
The race by vigour, not by vaunts, is won.
- The Dunciad (bk. II, l. 59) [Success]
Till Peter's keys come christen'd Jove adorn,
And Pan to Moses lends his Pagan born.
- The Dunciad (bk. III, l. 109) [Change]
All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame.
- The Dunciad (bk. III, l. 158) [Fame]
Silence, ye wolves! While Ralph to Cynthia howls,
And makes night hideous;--Answer him, ye owls!
- The Dunciad (bk. III, l. 165) [Night]
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