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Pernicious Weed! Whose Scent The Fair Annoys, Unfriendly To Society's Chief Joy
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Pernicious weed! whose scent the fair annoys,
Unfriendly to society's chief joys:
Thy worst effect is banishing for hours
The sex whose presence civilizes ours.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800)
-- Conversation, Line 251
Related:
I cannot talk with civet in the room, A fine puss-gentleman that 's all perfume.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 283...
That good diffused may more abundant grow.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 443...
A moral, sensible, and well-bred man Will not affront me,--and no other can.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 193...
The solemn fop; significant and budge; A fool with judges, amongst fools a judge.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 299...
Radical: Anyone whose opinion differs from ours.
Nature, exerting an unwearied power, Forms, opens, and gives scent to every flowe
Spreads the fresh verdure of the field, and leads The dancing Naiads through the dewy meads....
He would not, with a peremptory tone, Assert the nose upon his face his own.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 121...
His wit invites you by his looks to come, But when you knock, it never is at home.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 303...
Our wasted oil unprofitably burns, Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.
-- William Cowper (1731-1800) -- Conversation, Line 357...