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Silence, Ye Wolves! While Ralph To Cynthia Howls, And Makes Night Hideou
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Silence, ye wolves! while Ralph to Cynthia howls,
And makes night hideous;
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744)
-- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 165
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All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame.
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And proud his mistress' order to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iii, Line 263...
Now night descending, the proud scene was o'er, But lived in Settle's numbers one day more.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book i, Line 89...
While pensive poets painful vigils keep, Sleepless themselves to give their readers sleep.
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Till Peter's keys some christen'd Jove adorn, And Pan to Moses lends his pagan horn.
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Judicious drank, and greatly daring din'd.
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And gentle Dulness ever loves a joke.
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A wit with dunces, and a dunce with wits.
-- Alexander Pope (1688-1744) -- The Dunciad, Book iv, Line 90...