Men the most infamous are fond of fame, And those who fear not guilt yet start at shame. — Charles Churchill Fame Copy Share Image
If honor calls, where'er she points the way The sons of honor follow, and obey. — Charles Churchill Honor Copy Share Image
Though by whim, envy, or resentment led, they damn those authors whom they never read. — Charles Churchill Books Copy Share Image
The rigid saint, by whom no mercy's shown To saints whose lives are better than his own. — Charles Churchill Compassion Copy Share Image
Even in a hero's heart Discretion is the better part. — Charles Churchill Discretion Copy Share Image
With various readings stored his empty skull, Learn'd without sense, and venerably dull. — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
Drawn by conceit from reason's plan How vain is that poor creature man; How pleas'd in ev'ry paltry elf To grate about… — Charles Churchill Conceit Copy Share Image
A servile race Who, in mere want of fault, all merit place; Who blind obedience pay to ancient schools, Bigots to Greece,… — Charles Churchill Ancient Copy Share Image
Nature, through all her works, in great degree, Borrows a blessing from variety. Music itself her needful aid requires To rouse the… — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
Who shall dispute what the Reviewers say? Their word's sufficient; and to ask a reason, In such a state as theirs, is… — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
England a fortune-telling host, As num'rous as the stars, could boast; Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of Fate… — Charles Churchill Boast Copy Share Image
Within the brain's most secret cells, A certain lord chief justice dwells, Of sov'reign power, whom one and all, With common voice… — Charles Churchill Brain Copy Share Image
Though folly, robed in purple, shines, Though vice exhausts Peruvian mines, Yet shall they tremble and turn pale When satire wields her… — Charles Churchill Folly Copy Share Image
Little do such men know the toil, the pains, the daily, nightly racking of the brains, to range the thoughts, the matter… — Charles Churchill Brain Copy Share Image
Enough of satire; in less harden'd times Great was her force, and mighty were her rhymes. I've read of men, beyond man's… — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
There's a strange something, which without a brain Fools feel, and which e'en wise men can't explain, Planted in man, to bind… — Charles Churchill Birth Copy Share Image
The virtuous to those mansions go Where pleasures unembitter'd flow, Where, leading up a jocund band, Vigor and Youth dance hand in… — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
The villager, born humbly and bred hard, Content his wealth, and poverty his guard, In action simply just, in conscience clear, By… — Charles Churchill Action Copy Share Image
The stage I chose--a subject fair and free-- 'Tis yours--'tis mine--'tis public property. All common exhibitions open lie, For praise or censure,… — Charles Churchill Bread Copy Share Image
Who, with tame cowardice familiar grown, would hear my thoughts, but fear to speak their own. — Charles Churchill Cowardice Copy Share Image
The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood. — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
The danger chiefly lies in acting well; no crime's so great as daring to excel. — Charles Churchill Acting Copy Share Image
Greatly his foes he dreads, but more his friends; He hurts me most who lavishly commends. — Charles Churchill Copy Share Image
Most of those evils we poor mortals know From doctors and imagination flow. — Charles Churchill Death Copy Share Image
With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought. — Charles Churchill Art Copy Share Image
Quick-circulating slanders mirth afford; and reputation bleeds in every word. — Charles Churchill Mirth Copy Share Image
