 The impression we receive is of a feverish struggle for literary existence, a terrible pressure of the poetical population on the means of subsistence. 'Pope writes: — When sick of muse our follies we deplore And promise our best friends to write no...  The Atlantic Monthly - Page 3171927Full view - About this book
 | Alexander Pope - 1835 - 400 pages
...table is a song. I, who so oft renounce the Muses, lie, Not **'s self e'er tells more fibs than I: When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He serv'da... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1836 - 502 pages
...table is a song. 1, who so on renounce the Muses, lie, Not ***'s self e'er tells more fibs than I ; When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit. And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1836 - 320 pages
...table is a song. 1, who so oft renounce the Muses, lie, Not ***'s self e'er cells more fibs than I; When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1839 - 510 pages
...more ßbs than I ; When sick of muse, or follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He served a 'prcnticesliip, who sets up shop ; Ward' try'd on puppies, and the poor, his drop ; Even... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1846 - 320 pages
...than I; When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our hest friends to rhyme no more i We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He served a 'prenticeship, who sets up shop; Ward tried on puppies, and the poor, his drop; E'en RadcliftVs... | |
 | Alexander Pope, William Charles Macready - 1849 - 646 pages
...tells more Jibs than I; When sick of muse, or follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He served a 'prenticeship, who sets up shop ; Ward " try'd on puppies, and the poor, his drop ; Even... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1850 - 510 pages
...fib« than I ; When sick of Muse, oar loi lit» we deplore, And prooute oar beat friend» to rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit. And call for pea and ink to ahow on wit. He «erred a 'prenticeahrp, who seta up shop ; Ward tried on puppies, and... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1851 - 628 pages
...more fihs than I; When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our hest friends to rhyme no more , We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He served a 'prenticeship, who sets up shop ; Ward tried on puppies, and the poor, his drop; E'en RadclinVs... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1851 - 384 pages
...table is a song. I, who so oft renounce the Muses, lie, Not **'s self e'er tells more fibs than I: When sick of Muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. He... | |
 | Alexander Pope - 1854 - 338 pages
...a song. I, who so oft renounce the Muses, lie, 175 Not —'s self e'er tells more fibs than I ; 13 When sick of muse, our follies we deplore, And promise our best friends to rhyme no more; We wake next morning in a raging fit, And call for pen and ink to show our wit. 180... | |
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