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" And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents... "
Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Page 435
1847
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The British anthology; or, Poetical library, Volumes 3-4

British anthology - 1825 - 460 pages
...three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came : I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life ..., Volume 2

Alexander Pope - 1828 - 234 pages
...twice as tall ; But foes like these. — P. One flatterer's worse than nil. I lisp'd in numbers tor the numbers came ; I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father disobey'd : The muse but serv'd to ease some friend, not wi To help me through this long disease, my...
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The Poetical Works, Volume 2

Alexander Pope - 1828 - 264 pages
...three thousand years ago, Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown, Dipp'd me in ink, my parents' or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers tame ; I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no...
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The London encyclopaedia, or, Universal dictionary of ..., Part 1, Volume 13

Thomas Curtis (of Grove house sch, Islington) - 412 pages
...1 overheard her answer, with a very pretty 'up, О ! Strephon you are a dangerous creature. Tatler. As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisped in numbers, for the numbers came. Pope. Pleased with the distant roar, with quicker tread. Fast by his hand one lisping boy she led....
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of ...

Alexander Pope - 1830 - 500 pages
...unknown, Dipp'd me in ink — my parents' or my own ? At yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, 1 Ii*p'd eM doty broke, no father disobey'd : The muse but served to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through...
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Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History ..., Volumes 3-4

Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 pages
...owu? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp, d in numbers, for the numbers came. I left uo he neighbouring hill ; The hawthorn-bush, with seats beneath the shade, For ta nerved to esiee some friend, not wife ; To help me through this long disease, my life ; To second,...
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Murphy's essay. The rambler. The adventurer. The idler. Rasselas. Tales of ...

Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1834 - 630 pages
...died In verse spontaneous flowed my native strain, Forced by no sweat or labour of the brain. T. LEWIS I left no calling for this idle trade ; No duty broke, no father disobey'd ; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. —...
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The works of Alexander Pope; with a memoir of the author, notes ..., Volume 2

Alexander Pope - 1835 - 378 pages
...thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown 125 Dipp'd me in ink ? my parents', or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came. I left no calling for this idle trade, No duty broke, no father...
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The Poetical Works of A. Pope: Including His Translation of Homer , to which ...

Alexander Pope - 1836 - 502 pages
...parents' or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, 1 H-ip'd in numbers, for the numbers came ; [ thou art a cit with all thy worth ; But Bug and D*l, their h disobey'd : The muse but served to ease some friend, not wife, To help me through this long disease,...
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The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.: An essay on the life and genius of ...

Samuel Johnson - 1837 - 630 pages
...— In verse spontaneous flowed my native strain, Forced by no sweat or labour of the brain. r. LEWIS I left no calling for this idle trade; No duty broke, no father disobey'd ; While yet a child, ere yet a fool to fame, I Usp'd in numbers, for the numbers caine.—...
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