The dispensary : a poem in six canto's [sic] / [Anon].

  • Samuel Garth
Date:
1703
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Credit: The dispensary : a poem in six canto's [sic] / [Anon]. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    Tis Pride’s Original, bur Nature’s Grave; The Heroe’s Tyrant, and the Coward’s Slave. Born in the no die Camp, it lives on Air; And both exifts by Hope and by Defpair. Angry when e’er a Moment’s Eafe we gain, And reconcil’d at our Returns of Pain. It lives, when in Death’s Arms the Heroe lies. Put when his Safety he confults, it dies. / i^ us3 to the Field before we move3 Know, if the Gods our Enterprize approve. Suppofe th5 unthinking Faculty unvail. What we, thro’ wifer Conduit, woifid conceal^ Is’t Reafon we fhou’d quarrel with the Glafs, That (hews the monftrous Features of our Face? Or grant fome grave Pretenders have of late Thought fit an Innovation to create 3 Soon 'A ■ i «