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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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‘Taxation No Tyranny’ (1775 (Yale ed., vol. 10, p. 454)<br />

A generous and elevated mind is distinguished by nothing more certainly than an eminent<br />

degree <strong>of</strong> curiosity.<br />

Dedication <strong>of</strong> his English translation <strong>of</strong> Fr. J. Lobo’s ‘Voyage to Abyssinia’ (1735), signed ‘the editor’ but<br />

attributed to Johnson in James Boswell ‘<strong>The</strong> Life <strong>of</strong> Samuel Johnson’ (1791) vol. 1, p. 89 (1734)<br />

Unmoved though witlings sneer and rivals rail;<br />

Studious to please, yet not ashamed to fail.<br />

‘Irene’ (1749) prologue<br />

<strong>The</strong>re Poetry shall tune her sacred voice,<br />

And wake from ignorance the Western World.<br />

‘Irene’ (1749) act 4, sc. 1, l. 122 (Demetrius forecasting the Renaissance)<br />

How small <strong>of</strong> all that human hearts endure,<br />

That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.<br />

Still to ourselves in every place consigned,<br />

Our own felicity we make or find.<br />

Lines added to Oliver Goldsmith’s ‘<strong>The</strong> Traveller’ (1764) l. 429.<br />

Here falling houses thunder on your head,<br />

And here a female atheist talks you dead.<br />

‘London’ (1738) l. 17<br />

Of all the griefs that harrass the distressed,<br />

Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest;<br />

Fate never wounds more deep the gen’rous heart,<br />

Than when a blockhead’s insult points the dart.<br />

‘London’ (1738) l. 166<br />

This mournful truth is ev’rywhere confessed,<br />

Slow rises worth, by poverty depressed.<br />

‘London’ (1738) l. 176<br />

Condemned to hope’s delusive mine,<br />

As on we toil from day to day,<br />

By sudden blasts, or slow decline,<br />

Our social comforts drop away.<br />

‘On the Death <strong>of</strong> Dr Robert Levet’ (1783)<br />

When learning’s triumph o’er her barb’rous foes<br />

First reared the stage, immortal Shakespeare rose;<br />

Each change <strong>of</strong> many-coloured life he drew,<br />

Exhausted worlds, and then imagined new.<br />

‘Prologue spoken at the Opening <strong>of</strong> the <strong>The</strong>atre in Drury Lane’ (1747)<br />

<strong>The</strong> stage but echoes back the public voice.<br />

<strong>The</strong> drama’s laws the drama’s patrons give,<br />

For we that live to please, must please to live.

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