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• But, spite of all the criticising elves, Those who would make us feel--must feel themselves.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764) -- The Rosciad, Line 961...
• Apt alliteration 's artful aid.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764) -- The Prophecy of Famine, Line 86...
• Be England what she will, With all her faults she is my country still.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764) -- The Farewell, Line 27...
• Wherever waves can roll, and winds can blow.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764), The Farewell, Line 38...
• Men the most infamous are fond of fame, And those who fear not guilt yet start at shame.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764), The Author, Line 233...
• No statesman e'er will find it worth his pains To tax our labours and excise our brains.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764), Night, Line 271...
• With curious art the brain, too finely wrought, Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764), Epistle to William Hogarth, Line 645...
• There webs were spread of more than common size, And half-starved spiders prey'd on half-starved flies.
  -- Charles Churchill (1731-1764), The Prophecy of Famine, Line 327...
• The individual who prosecutes a man, his brother, because he is not of the same opinion, is a monster.
  -- Voltaire,_Philosophical Dictionary_, 1764...