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ED; E499| [SATIRIC VERSES AND EPIGRAMS]
ED; E499| [From Blake's Notebook] t1263
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N-title; E499| Motto to the Songs of Innocence & of Experience
N-MottoSIE1; E499| The Good are attracted by Mens perceptions
N-MottoSIE2; E499| And Think not for themselves
N-MottoSIE3; E499| Till Experience teaches them to catch
N-MottoSIE4; E499| And to cage the Fairies & Elves
N-MottoSIE5; E499| And then the Knave begins to snarl
N-MottoSIE6; E499| And the Hypocrite to howl
N-MottoSIE7; E499| And all his good Friends shew their private ends
N-MottoSIE8; E499| And the Eagle is known from the Owl
N-"LetTheBrothels"1; E499| Let the Brothels of Paris be opened
N-"LetTheBrothels"2; E499| With many an alluring dance
N-"LetTheBrothels"3; E499| To awake the Physicians thro the city t1265
N-"LetTheBrothels"4; E499| Said the beautiful Queen of France
N-"LetTheBrothels"5; E499| Then old Nobodaddy aloft
N-"LetTheBrothels"6; E499| Farted & belchd & coughd
N-"LetTheBrothels"7; E499| And said I love hanging & drawing & quartering
N-"LetTheBrothels"8; E499| Every bit as well as war & slaughtering t1266
N-"LetTheBrothels"9; E499| Then he swore a great & solemn Oath t1267
N-"LetTheBrothels"10; E499| To kill the people I am loth
N-"LetTheBrothels"11; E499| But If they rebel they must go to hell
N-"LetTheBrothels"12; E499| They shall have a Priest & a passing bell
N-"LetTheBrothels"13; E500| The King awoke on his couch of gold
N-"LetTheBrothels"14; E500| As soon as he heard these tidings told
N-"LetTheBrothels"15; E500| Arise & come both fife & drum
N-"LetTheBrothels"16; E500| And the [Famine] shall eat both crust & crumb t1268
N-"LetTheBrothels"17; E500| The Queen of France just touchd this Globe
N-"LetTheBrothels"18; E500| And the Pestilence darted from her robe t1269
N-"LetTheBrothels"19; E500| But our good Queen quite grows to the ground
N-"LetTheBrothels"20; E500| And a great many suckers grow all around t1270
N-"WhoWillExchange"1; E500| Who will exchange his own fire side
N-"WhoWillExchange"2; E500| For the stone of anothers door t1272
N-"WhoWillExchange"3; E500| Who will exchange his wheaten loaf
N-"WhoWillExchange"4; E500| For the links of a dungeon floor
N-"WhoWillExchange"5; E500| Fayette beheld the King & Queen
N-"WhoWillExchange"6; E500| In curses & iron bound t1273
N-"WhoWillExchange"7; E500| But mute Fayette wept tear for tear
N-"WhoWillExchange"8; E500| And guarded them around
N-"WhoWillExchange"9; E500| O who would smile on the wintry seas
N-"WhoWillExchange"10; E500| & Pity the stormy roar t1274
N-"WhoWillExchange"11; E500| Or who will exchange his new born child
N-"WhoWillExchange"12; E500| For the dog at the wintry door
N-"WhenKlopstock"1; E500| When Klopstock England defied
N-"WhenKlopstock"2; E500| Uprose terrible Blake in his pride
N-"WhenKlopstock"3; E500| For old Nobodaddy aloft
N-"WhenKlopstock"4; E500| Farted & Belchd & coughd
N-"WhenKlopstock"5; E500| Then swore a great oath that made heavn quake
N-"WhenKlopstock"6; E500| And calld aloud to English Blake
N-"WhenKlopstock"7; E500| Blake was giving his body ease
N-"WhenKlopstock"8; E500| At Lambeth beneath the poplar trees
N-"WhenKlopstock"9; E500| From his seat then started he
N-"WhenKlopstock"10; E500| And turnd himself round three times three t1276
N-"WhenKlopstock"11; E500| The Moon at that sight blushd scarlet red
N-"WhenKlopstock"12; E500| The stars threw down their cups & fled
N-"WhenKlopstock"13; E500| And all the devils that were in hell t1277
N-"WhenKlopstock"14; E500| Answered with a ninefold yell
N-"WhenKlopstock"15; E500| Klopstock felt the intripled turn t1278
N-"WhenKlopstock"16; E500| And all his bowels began to churn t1279
N-"WhenKlopstock"17; E500| And his bowels turned round three times three t1280
N-"WhenKlopstock"18; E500| And lockd in his soul with a ninefold key
N-"WhenKlopstock"19; E500| That from his body it neer could be parted
N-"WhenKlopstock"20; E500| Till to the last trumpet it was farted
N-"WhenKlopstock"21; E500| Then again old nobodaddy swore
N-"WhenKlopstock"22; E501| He neer had seen such a thing before
N-"WhenKlopstock"23; E501| Since Noah was shut in the ark
N-"WhenKlopstock"24; E501| Since Eve first chose her hell fire spark
N-"WhenKlopstock"25; E501| Since twas the fashion to go naked
N-"WhenKlopstock"26; E501| Since the old anything was created
N-"WhenKlopstock"27; E501| And in pity he begd him to turn again
N-"WhenKlopstock"28; E501| And ease poor Klopstocks nine fold pain
N-"WhenKlopstock"29; E501| From pity then he redend round t1281
N-"WhenKlopstock"30; E501| And the ninefold Spell unwound t1282
N-"WhenKlopstock"31; E501| If Blake could do this when he rose up from shite t1283
N-"WhenKlopstock"32; E501| What might he not do if he sat down to write
N-title; E501| On the Virginity of the Virgin Mary & Johanna Southcott
N-OnTheVirginityOf1; E501| Whateer is done to her she cannot know
N-OnTheVirginityOf2; E501| And if youll ask her she will swear it so t1284
N-OnTheVirginityOf3; E501| Whether tis good or evil none's to blame
N-OnTheVirginityOf4; E501| No one can take the pride no one the shame
N-"YouDontBelieve"1; E501| You dont believe I wont attempt to make ye t1285
N-"YouDontBelieve"2; E501| You are asleep I wont attempt to wake ye
N-"YouDontBelieve"3; E501| Sleep on Sleep on while in your pleasant dreams
N-"YouDontBelieve"4; E501| Of Reason you may drink of Lifes clear streams
N-"YouDontBelieve"5; E501| Reason and Newton they are quite two things
N-"YouDontBelieve"6; E501| For so the Swallow & the Sparrow sings
N-"YouDontBelieve"7; E501| Reason says Miracle. Newton says Doubt
N-"YouDontBelieve"8; E501| Aye thats the way to make all Nature out t1286
N-"YouDontBelieve"9; E501| Doubt Doubt & dont believe without experiment
N-"YouDontBelieve"10; E501| That is the very thing that Jesus meant
N-"YouDontBelieve"11; E501| When he said Only Believe Believe & try t1287
N-"YouDontBelieve"12; E501| Try Try & never mind the Reason why
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"1; E501| If it is True What the Prophets write
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"2; E501| That the heathen Gods are all stocks & stones
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"3; E501| Shall we for the sake of being Polite
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"4; E501| Feed them with the juice of our marrow bones
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"5; E501| And if Bezaleel & Aholiab drew
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"6; E501| What the Finger of God pointed to their View
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"7; E501| Shall we suffer the Roman & Grecian Rods
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"8; E501| To compell us to worship them as Gods
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"9; E501| They stole them from the Temple of the Lord
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"10; E501| And Worshippd them that they might make Inspired Art Abhorrd t1288
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"11; E502| The Wood & Stone were calld The Holy Things--
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"12; E502| And their Sublime Intent given to their Kings
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"13; E502| All the Atonements of Jehovah spurnd
N-"IfItIsTrueWhat"14; E502| And Criminals to Sacrifices Turnd
N-"IamNoHomersHero"1; E502| I am no Homers Hero you all know
N-"IamNoHomersHero"2; E502| I profess not Generosity to a Foe
N-"IamNoHomersHero"3; E502| My Generosity is to my Friends
N-"IamNoHomersHero"4; E502| That for their Friendship I may make amends
N-"IamNoHomersHero"5; E502| The Generous to Enemies promotes their Ends
N-"IamNoHomersHero"6; E502| And becomes the Enemy & Betrayer of his Friends
N-"TheAngelThatPresided"1; E502| The Angel that presided oer my birth
N-"TheAngelThatPresided"2; E502| Said Little creature formd of Joy & Mirth t1289
N-"TheAngelThatPresided"3; E502| Go love without the help of any King on Earth t1290
N-"SomeMenCreatedFor"1; E502| Some Men created for destruction come
N-"SomeMenCreatedFor"2; E502| Into the World & make the World their home
N-"SomeMenCreatedFor"3; E502| Be they as Vile & Base as Eer they can t1291
N-"SomeMenCreatedFor"4; E502| Theyll still be called 'The Worlds' honest man t1292
N-"IfIerrGrow"1; E502| If I eer Grow to Mans Estate
N-"IfIerrGrow"2; E502| O Give to me a Womans fate
N-"IfIerrGrow"3; E502| May I govern all both great & small
N-"IfIerrGrow"4; E502| Have the last word & take the wall
N-FromCratetos1; E502| Me Time has Crook'd. no good Workman
N-FromCratetos2; E502| Is he. Infirm is all that he does
N-"IfMenWillAct"1; E502| If Men will act like a maid smiling over a Churn
N-"IfMenWillAct"2; E502| They ought not when it comes to anothers turn
N-"IfMenWillAct"3; E502| To grow sower at what a friend may utter
N-"IfMenWillAct"4; E502| Knowing & feeling that we all have need of Butter
N-"IfMenWillAct"5; E502| False Friends fie fie our Friendship you shant sever t1293
N-"IfMenWillAct"6; E502| In spite we will be greater friends than ever t1294
N-"Anger&Wrath"1; E503| Anger & Wrath my bosom rends
N-"Anger&Wrath"2; E503| I thought them the Errors of friends
N-"Anger&Wrath"3; E503| But all my limbs with warmth glow
N-"Anger&Wrath"4; E503| I find them the Errors of the foe
N-AnEpitaph1; E503| Come knock your heads against this stone
N-AnEpitaph2; E503| For sorrow that poor John Thompsons gone
N-Another[a]1; E503| I was buried near this Dike
N-Another[a]2; E503| That my Friends may weep as much as they like
N-Another[b]1; E503| Here lies John Trot the Friend of all mankind
N-Another[b]2; E503| He has not left one Enemy behind
N-Another[b]3; E503| Friends were quite hard to find old authors say
N-Another[b]4; E503| But now they stand in every bodies way
N-"HeIsACock"1; E503| He is a Cock would t1295
N-"HeIsACock"2; E503| And would be a Cock if he could
N-"AndHisLegs"1; E503| And his legs carried it like a long fork
N-"AndHisLegs"2; E503| Reachd all the way from Chichester to York
N-"AndHisLegs"3; E503| From York all across Scotland to the Sea
N-"AndHisLegs"4; E503| This was a Man of Men as seems to me
N-"AndHisLegs"5; E503| Not only in his Mouth his own Soul lay t1297
N-"AndHisLegs"6; E503| But my Soul also would he bear away
N-"AndHisLegs"7; E503| Like as a Pedlar bears his weary Pack
N-"AndHisLegs"8; E503| So Stewhards Soul he buckld to his Back t1298
N-"AndHisLegs"9; E503| But once alas committing a Mistake
N-"AndHisLegs"10; E503| He bore the wr[et]ched Soul of William Blake
N-"AndHisLegs"11; E503| That he might turn it into Eggs of Gold
N-"AndHisLegs"12; E503| But neither Back nor mouth those Eggs could hold
N-"AndHisLegs"13; E503| His underjaw dropd as those Eggs he laid
N-"AndHisLegs"14; E503| And Stewhards Eggs are addled & decayd t1299
N-"AndHisLegs"15; E504| The Examiner whose very name is Hunt t1300
N-"AndHisLegs"16; E504| Calld Death a Madman trembling for the affront t1301
N-"AndHisLegs"17; E504| Like trembling Hare sits on his weakly paper
N-"AndHisLegs"18; E504| On which he usd to dance & sport & caper
N-"AndHisLegs"19; E504| Yorkshire Jack Hemp & gentle blushing Daw
N-"AndHisLegs"20; E504| Clapd Death into the corner of their jaw
N-"AndHisLegs"21; E504| And Felpham Billy rode out every morn
N-"AndHisLegs"22; E504| Horseback with Death over the fields of corn
N-"AndHisLegs"23; E504| Who with iron hand cuffd in the afternoon
N-"AndHisLegs"24; E504| The Ears of Billys Lawyer & Dragoon
N-"AndHisLegs"25; E504| And Cur my Lawyer & Dady Jack Hemps Parson t1302
N-"AndHisLegs"26; E504| Both went to Law with Death to keep our Ears on
N-"AndHisLegs"27; E504| For how to starve Death we had laid a plot
N-"AndHisLegs"28; E504| Against his Price but Death was in the Pot
N-"AndHisLegs"29; E504| He made them pay his Price alack a day
N-"AndHisLegs"30; E504| He knew both Law & Gospel better than they
N-"AndHisLegs"31; E504| O that I neer ha[d] seen that William Blake
N-"AndHisLegs"32; E504| Or could from death Assassinetti wake
N-"AndHisLegs"33; E504| We thought Alas that such a thought should be
N-"AndHisLegs"34; E504| That Blake would Etch for him & draw for me
N-"AndHisLegs"35; E504| For twas a kind of Bargain Screwmuch made
N-"AndHisLegs"36; E504| That Blakes Designs should be by us displayed
N-"AndHisLegs"37; E504| Because he makes designs so very cheap
N-"AndHisLegs"38; E504| Then Screwmuch at Blakes soul took a long leap
N-"AndHisLegs"39; E504| Twas not a Mouse twas Death in a disguise
N-"AndHisLegs"40; E504| And I alas live to weep out mine Eyes
N-"AndHisLegs"41; E504| And Death sits laughing on their Monuments t1303
N-"AndHisLegs"42; E504| On which hes written Recievd the Contents t1304
N-"AndHisLegs"43; E504| But I have writ so sorrowful my thought is t1305
N-"AndHisLegs"44; E504| His Epitaph for my tears are aqua fortis
N-"AndHisLegs"45; E504| Come Artists knock your heads against This stone t1306
N-"AndHisLegs"46; E504| For Sorrow that our friend Bob Screwmuchs gone t1307
N-"AndHisLegs"47; E504| And now the Men upon me smile & Laugh
N-"AndHisLegs"48; E504| Ill also write my own dear Epitaph
N-"AndHisLegs"49; E504| And Ill be buried near a Dike
N-"AndHisLegs"50; E504| That my friends may weep as much as they like
N-"AndHisLegs"51; E504| Here lies Stewhard the Friend of All &c t1308
N-"WasI_angry"1; E504| Was I angry with Hayley who usd me so in
N-"WasI_angry"2; E504| Or can I be angry with Felphams old Mill t1309
N-"WasI_angry"3; E504| Or angry with Flaxman or Cromek or Stothard
N-"WasI_angry"4; E504| Or poor Schiavonetti whom they to death botherd
N-"WasI_angry"5; E504| Or angry with Macklin or Boydel or Bowyer t1310
N-"WasI_angry"6; E504| Because they did not say O what a Beau ye are t1311
N-"WasI_angry"7; E504| At a Friends Errors Anger shew
N-"WasI_angry"8; E504| Mirth at the Errors of a Foe
N-title; E505| Blakes apology for his Catalogue t1312
N-Blake'sApology1; E505| Having given great offence by writing in Prose
N-Blake'sApology2; E505| Ill write in Verse as Soft as Bartolloze t1313
N-Blake'sApology3; E505| Some blush at what others can see no crime in
N-Blake'sApology4; E505| But nobody sees any harm in Rhyming
N-Blake'sApology5; E505| Dryden in Rhyme cries Milton only plannd
N-Blake'sApology6; E505| Every Fool shook his bells throughout the land
N-Blake'sApology7; E505| Tom Cooke cut Hogarth down with his clean graving
N-Blake'sApology8; E505| Thousands of Connoisseurs with joy ran raving t1314
N-Blake'sApology9; E505| Thus Hayley on his Toilette seeing the Sope
N-Blake'sApology10; E505| Cries Homer is very much improvd by Pope t1315
N-Blake'sApology11; E505| Some say Ive given great Provision to my foes t1316
N-Blake'sApology12; E505| And that now I lead my false friends by the nose t1317
N-Blake'sApology13; E505| Flaxman & Stothard smelling a sweet savour
N-Blake'sApology14; E505| Cry Blakified drawing spoils painter & Engraver
N-Blake'sApology15; E505| While I looking up to my Umbrella
N-Blake'sApology16; E505| Resolvd to be a very contrary fellow
N-Blake'sApology17; E505| Cry looking quite from Skumference to Center t1318
N-Blake'sApology18; E505| No one can finish so high as the original Inventor
N-Blake'sApology19; E505| Thus Poor Schiavonetti died of the Cromek
N-Blake'sApology20; E505| A thing thats tied around the Examiners neck t1319
N-Blake'sApology21; E505| This is my sweet apology to my friends
N-Blake'sApology22; E505| That I may put them in mind of their latter Ends
N-"CoswayFrazer"1; E505| Cosway Frazer & Baldwin of Egypts Lake
N-"CoswayFrazer"2; E505| Fear to Associate with Blake
N-"CoswayFrazer"3; E505| This Life is a Warfare against Evils
N-"CoswayFrazer"4; E505| They heal the sick he casts out Devils
N-"CoswayFrazer"5; E505| Hayley Flaxman & Stothard are also in doubt
N-"CoswayFrazer"6; E505| Lest their Virtue should be put to the rout
N-"CoswayFrazer"7; E505| One grins tother spits & in corners hides t1320
N-"CoswayFrazer"8; E505| And all the Virtuous have shewn their backsides t1321
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N-"MyTitleAs"1; E505| My title as [a] Genius thus is provd t1322
N-"MyTitleAs"2; E505| Not Praisd by Hayley nor by Flaxman lovd
N-ToH1; E505| You think Fuseli is not a Great Painter Im Glad
N-ToH2; E505| This is one of the best compliments he ever had
N-"P---LovedMe"1; E505| P----loved me, not as he lovd his Friends t1324
N-"P---LovedMe"2; E505| For he lovd them for gain to serve his Ends
N-"P---LovedMe"3; E506| He loved me and for no Gain at all t1325
N-"P---LovedMe"4; E506| But to rejoice & triumph in my fall
N-"P---LovedMe"5; E506| To forgive Enemies H . does pretend
N-"P---LovedMe"6; E506| Who never in his Life forgave a friend
N-"TheSussexMen"1; E506| The Sussex Men are Noted Fools
N-"TheSussexMen"2; E506| And weak is their brain pan
N-"TheSussexMen"3; E506| I wonder if H----the painter t1326
N-"TheSussexMen"4; E506| Is not a Sussex Man
N-OfH'sBirth1; E506| Of H s birth this was the happy lot
N-OfH'sBirth2; E506| His Mother on his Father him begot
N-title; E506| On H----ys Friendship
N-OnH----ysFriendship1; E506| When H----y finds out what you cannot do
N-OnH----ysFriendship2; E506| That is the Very thing hell set you to
N-OnH----ysFriendship3; E506| If you break not your Neck tis not his fault
N-OnH----ysFriendship4; E506| But pecks of poison are not pecks of salt t1328
N-OnH----ysFriendship5; E506| And when he could not act upon my wife
N-OnH----ysFriendship6; E506| Hired a Villain to bereave my Life
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N-title; E506| To H-----
N-ToH-----1; E506| Thy Friendship oft has made my heart to ake
N-ToH-----2; E506| Do be my Enemy for Friendships sake
N-title; E506| On H----- the Pick thank
N-OnH-----The1; E506| I write the Rascal Thanks till he & I
N-OnH-----The2; E506| With Thanks & Compliments are quite drawn dry
N-title; E506| Imitation of Pope A Compliment to the Ladies
N-ImitationOfPope1; E506| Wondrous the Gods more wondrous are the Men
N-ImitationOfPope2; E506| More Wondrous Wondrous still the Cock & Hen
N-ImitationOfPope3; E506| More wondrous still the Table Stool & Chair
N-ImitationOfPope4; E506| But Ah More wondrous still the Charming Fair
N-title; E507| William Cowper Esqre t1329
N-WilliamCowperEsq1; E507| For this is being a Friend just in the nick
N-WilliamCowperEsq2; E507| Not when hes well but waiting till hes sick
N-WilliamCowperEsq3; E507| He calls you to his help be you not movd t1330
N-WilliamCowperEsq4; E507| Untill by being Sick his wants are provd t1331
N-WilliamCowperEsq5; E507| You see him spend his Soul in Prophecy
N-WilliamCowperEsq6; E507| Do you believe it a Confounded lie
N-WilliamCowperEsq7; E507| Till some Bookseller & the Public Fame
N-WilliamCowperEsq8; E507| Proves there is truth in his extravagant claim
N-WilliamCowperEsq9; E507| For tis atrocious in a Friend you love t1332
N-WilliamCowperEsq10; E507| To tell you any thing that he cant prove
N-WilliamCowperEsq11; E507| And tis most wicked in a Christian Nation
N-WilliamCowperEsq12; E507| For any Man to pretend to InspirationN-"TheOnlyMan"1; E507| The only Man that eer I knew
N-"TheOnlyMan"2; E507| Who did not make me almost spew
N-"TheOnlyMan"3; E507| Was Fuseli he was both Turk & Jew
N-"TheOnlyMan"4; E507| And so dear Christian Friends how do you do t1333
N-"MadmanI_Have"1; E507| Madman I have been calld Fool they Call thee
N-"MadmanI_Have"2; E507| I wonder which they Envy Thee or Me
N-title; E507| To F------ t1334
N-ToF------[a]1; E507| I mock thee not tho I by thee am Mocked
N-ToF------[a]2; E507| Thou callst me Madman but I call thee Blockhead
N-"HesABlockhead"1; E507| Hes a Blockhead who wants a proof of what he Can't Percieve
N-"HesABlockhead"2; E507| And he's a Fool who tries to make such a Blockhead believe t1335
N-title; E507| To Nancy F------ t1336
N-ToNancyF------1; E507| How can I help thy Husbands copying Me
N-ToNancyF------2; E507| Should that make difference twixt me & Thee
N-ToF------[b]1; E508| You call me Mad tis Folly to do so
N-ToF------[b]2; E508| To seek to turn a Madman to a Foe
N-ToF------[b]3; E508| If you think as you speak you are an Ass
N-ToF------[b]4; E508| If you do not you are but what you was t1337
N-"S------InChildhood"1; E508| S------- in Childhood on the Nursery floor t1338
N-"S------InChildhood"2; E508| Was extreme Old & most extremely poor
N-"S------InChildhood"3; E508| He is grown old & rich & what he will
N-"S------InChildhood"4; E508| He is extreme old & extreme poor still
N-"HeHasObserved"1; E508| He has observd the Golden Rule
N-"HeHasObserved"2; E508| Till hes become the Golden Fool
N-title; E508| To S------d t1340
N-ToS------d1; E508| You all your Youth observed the Golden Rule t1341
N-ToS------d2; E508| Till youre at last become the golden Fool t1342
N-ToS------d3; E508| I sport with Fortune Merry Blithe & Gay
N-ToS------d4; E508| Like to the Lion Sporting with his Prey
N-ToS------d5; E508| Take you the hide & horns which you may wear t1343
N-ToS------d6; E508| Mine is the flesh the bones may be your Share t1344
N-title; E508| On S------- t1345
N-OnS-------1; E508| You say reserve & modesty he has
N-OnS-------2; E508| Whose heart is iron his head wood & his face brass t1346
N-OnS-------3; E508| The Fox the Owl the Beetle & the Bat
N-OnS-------4; E508| By sweet reserve & modesty get Fat t1347
N-"OldAcquaintance"1; E508| old acquaintance well renew t1348
N-"OldAcquaintance"2; E508| Prospero had One Caliban & I have Two
N-title; E508| On F------ & S------- t1349
N-OnF------&S-------1; E508| I found them blind I taught them how to see t1350
N-OnF------&S-------2; E508| And now they know neither themselves nor me t1351
N-OnF------&S-------3; E509| Tis Excellent to turn a thorn to a pin
N-OnF------&S-------4; E509| A Fool to a bolt a knave to a glass of gin t1352
N-title; E509| Mr Stothard to Mr Cromek t1353
N-MrStothardTo1; E509| For Fortunes favours you your riches bring
N-MrStothardTo2; E509| But Fortune says she gave you no such thing
N-MrStothardTo3; E509| Why should you be ungrateful to your friends
N-MrStothardTo4; E509| Sneaking & Backbiting & Odds & Ends t1354
N-title; E509| Mr Cromek to Mr Stothard
N-MrCromekTo1; E509| Fortune favours the Brave old Proverbs say
N-MrCromekTo2; E509| But not with Money. that is not the way
N-MrCromekTo3; E509| Turn back turn back you travel all in vain
N-MrCromekTo4; E509| Turn thro the iron gate down Sneaking Lane
N-"Cr----Loves"1; E509| Cr---- loves artists as he loves his Meat
N-"Cr----Loves"2; E509| He loves the Art but tis the Art to Cheat t1355
N-"APettySneaking"1; E509| A Petty sneaking Knave I knew
N-"APettySneaking"2; E509| O Mr Cr---- how do ye do
ED; E509| *
N-title; E509| Cromek Speaks t1356
N-CromekSpeaks1; E509| I always take my judgment from a Fool
N-CromekSpeaks2; E509| Because his judgment is so very Cool t1357
N-CromekSpeaks3; E509| Not prejudicd by feelings great or small
N-CromekSpeaks4; E509| Amiable state he cannot feel at all t1358
N-title-1st; E509| English Encouragement of Art t1359
N-EngEncourArt[1st]1; E509| If you mean to Please Every body you will
N-EngEncourArt[1st]2; E509| Set to work both Ignorance & skill
N-EngEncourArt[1st]3; E509| For a great multitude are Ignorant t1360
N-EngEncourArt[1st]4; E509| And skill to them seems raving & rant
N-EngEncourArt[1st]5; E509| Like putting oil & water into a lamp
N-EngEncourArt[1st]6; E509| Twill make a great splutter with smoke & damp
N-EngEncourArt[1st]7; E509| For there is no use as it seems to me
N-EngEncourArt[1st]8; E509| Of lighting a Lamp when you dont wish to see
N-title-2nd; E510| English Encouragement of Art
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]subt; E510| Cromeks opinions put into Rhyme
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]1; E510| If you mean to Please Every body you will
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]2; E510| Menny wouver both Bunglishness & skill t1361
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]3; E510| For a great Conquest are Bunglery
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]4; E510| And Jenous looks to ham like mad Rantery t1362
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]5; E510| Like displaying oil & water into a lamp
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]6; E510| Twill hold forth a huge splutter with smoke & damp
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]7; E510| For its all sheer loss as it seems to me
N-EngEncourArt[2nd]8; E510| Of displaying up a light when we want not to see
N-"WhenYouLook"1; E510| When you look at a picture you always can see
N-"WhenYouLook"2; E510| If a Man of Sense has Painted he
N-"WhenYouLook"3; E510| Then never flinch but keep up a Jaw
N-"WhenYouLook"4; E510| About freedom & jenny suck awa' t1363
N-"WhenYouLook"5; E510| And when it smells of the Lamp we can t1364
N-"WhenYouLook"6; E510| Say all was owing to the Skilful Man
N-"WhenYouLook"7; E510| For the smell of water is but small
N-"WhenYouLook"8; E510| So een let Ignorance do it all
N; E510| The Cunning sures & the Aim at yours t1365N-"AllPicturesThats"1; E510| All Pictures thats Panted with Sense & with Thought t1366
N-"AllPicturesThats"2; E510| Are Painted by Madmen as sure as a Groat
N-"AllPicturesThats"3; E510| For the Greater the Fool in the Pencil more blest
N-"AllPicturesThats"4; E510| And when they are drunk they always pant best
N-"AllPicturesThats"5; E510| Thy never can Rafael it Fuseli it nor Blake it
N-"AllPicturesThats"6; E510| If they cant see an outline pray how can they make it
N-"AllPicturesThats"7; E510| When Men will draw outlines begin you to jaw them
N-"AllPicturesThats"8; E510| Madmen see outlines & therefore they draw them
N-"YouSayTheir"1; E510| You say their Pictures well Painted be
N-"YouSayTheir"2; E510| And yet they are Blockheads you all agree
N-"YouSayTheir"3; E510| Thank God I never was sent to school
N-"YouSayTheir"4; E510| To be Flogd into following the Style of a Fool t1367
N-"TheErrors"1; E510| The Errors of a Wise Man make your Rule
N-"TheErrors"2; E510| Rather than the Perfections of a Fool
N-"GreatThings"1; E511| Great things are done when Men & Mountains meet
N-"GreatThings"2; E511| This is not Done by jostling in the Street
N-"IfYouPlay"1; E511| If you play a Game of Chance know before you begin
N-"IfYouPlay"2; E511| If you are benevolent you will never win
N-"NoRealStyle"1; E511| No real Style of Colouring ever appears
N-"NoRealStyle"2; E511| But advertising in the News Papers
N-"NoRealStyle"3; E511| Look there youll see Sr Joshuas Colouring
N-"NoRealStyle"4; E511| Look at his Pictures All has taken Wing t1368
ED; E511| *
N-"CanThereBe"1; E511| Can there be any thing more mean
N-"CanThereBe"2; E511| More Malice in disguise
N-"CanThereBe"3; E511| Than Praise a Man for doing what t1369
N-"CanThereBe"4; E511| That Man does most despise
N-"CanThereBe"5; E511| Reynolds Lectures Exactly so t1370
N-"CanThereBe"6; E511| When he praises Michael Angelo
N-"SirJoshuaPraises"1; E511| Sir Joshua Praises Michael Angelo
N-"SirJoshuaPraises"2; E511| Tis Christian Mildness when Knaves Praise a Foe t1372
N-"SirJoshuaPraises"3; E511| But Twould be Madness all the World would say t1373
N-"SirJoshuaPraises"4; E511| Should Michael Angelo praise Sir Joshua t1374
N-"SirJoshuaPraises"5; E511| Christ usd the Pharisees in a rougher way t1375
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"1; E511| Sir Jo[s]hua praised Rubens with a Smile
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"2; E511| By Calling his the ornamental Style
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"3; E511| And yet his praise of Flaxman was the smartest t1376
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"4; E511| When he calld him the Ornamental Artist
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"5; E511| But sure such ornaments we well may spare
N-"SirJoshuaPraised"6; E511| As Crooked limbs & louzy heads of hair t1377
N-title; E511| Florentine Ingratitude
N-FlorentineIngrat1; E511| Sir Joshua sent his own Portrait to
N-FlorentineIngrat2; E511| The birth Place of Michael Angelo
N-FlorentineIngrat3; E511| And in the hand of the simpering fool
N-FlorentineIngrat4; E511| He put a Dirty paper scroll
N-FlorentineIngrat5; E511| And on the paper to be polite
N-FlorentineIngrat6; E511| Did Sketches by Michel Angelo write t1378
N-FlorentineIngrat7; E511| The Florentines said Tis a Dutch English bore
N-FlorentineIngrat8; E512| Michael Angelos Name writ on Rembrandts door
N-FlorentineIngrat9; E512| The Florentines call it an English Fetch
N-FlorentineIngrat10; E512| For Michael Angelo did never Sketch
N-FlorentineIngrat11; E512| Every line of his has Meaning
N-FlorentineIngrat12; E512| And needs neither Suckling nor Weaning
N-FlorentineIngrat13; E512| Tis the trading English Venetian Cant t1379
N-FlorentineIngrat14; E512| To speak Michael Angelo & Act Rembrandt
N-FlorentineIngrat15; E512| It will set his Dutch friends all in a roar
N-FlorentineIngrat16; E512| To write Mch Ang on Rembrandts Door
N-FlorentineIngrat17; E512| But You must not bring in your hand a Lie
N-FlorentineIngrat18; E512| If you mean that the Florentines should buy
N-FlorentineIngrat19; E512| Ghiottos Circle or Apelles Line
N-FlorentineIngrat20; E512| Were not the Work of Sketchers drunk with Wine
N-FlorentineIngrat21; E512| Nor of the City Clarks merry hearted Fashion
N-FlorentineIngrat22; E512| Nor of Sir Isaac Newtons Calculation
N-FlorentineIngrat23; E512| Nor of the City Clarks Idle Facilities t1380
N-FlorentineIngrat24; E512| Which sprang from Sir Isaac Newtons great Abilities
N-FlorentineIngrat25; E512| These Verses were written by a very Envious Man t1381
N-FlorentineIngrat26; E512| Who whatever likeness he may have to Michael Angelo
N-FlorentineIngrat27; E512| Never can have any to Sir Jehoshuan
N-title; E512| A Pitiful Case t1382
N-APitifulCase1; E512| The Villain at the Gallows tree
N-APitifulCase2; E512| When he is doomd to die
N-APitifulCase3; E512| To assuage his misery
N-APitifulCase4; E512| In Virtues praise does cry
N-APitifulCase5; E512| So Reynolds when he came to die
N-APitifulCase6; E512| To assuage his bitter woe:
N-APitifulCase7; E512| Thus aloud did howl & cry t1383
N-APitifulCase8; E512| Michael Angelo Michael Angelo
N-title; E512| To the Royal Academy
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy1; E512| A strange Erratum in all the Editions
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy2; E512| Of Sir Joshua Reynoldss Lectures
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy3; E512| Shou[l]d be corrected by the Young Gentlemen
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy4; E512| And the Royal Academys Directors
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy5; E512| Instead of Michael Angelo
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy6; E512| Read Rembrandt for it is fit t1384
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy7; E512| To make meer common honesty t1385
N-ToTheRoyalAcademy8; E512| In all that he has writ
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"1; E513| The Cripple every Step Drudges & labours
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"2; E513| And says come learn to walk of me Good Neighbours
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"3; E513| Sir Joshua in astonishment cries out
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"4; E513| See what Great Labour Pain him & Modest Doubt
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"5; E513| Newton & Bacon cry being badly Nurst.
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"6; E513| He is all Experiments from last to first
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"7; E513| He walks & stumbles as if he crep
N-"TheCrippleEveryStep"8; E513| And how high labourd is every step
ED; E513| [For other verses on Joshua Reynolds see Marginalia, pages 641, 642, 656.]
N-"I_RubensAm"1; E513| I Rubens am a Statesman & a Saint t1386
N-"I_RubensAm"2; E513| Deceptions? O no--so I'll learn to Paint t1387
N-title; E513| To English Connoisseurs
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"1; E513| You must agree that Rubens was a Fool
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"2; E513| And yet you make him master of Your School
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"3; E513| And give more money for his Slobberings
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"4; E513| Than you will give for Rafaels finest Things
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"5; E513| I understood Christ was a Carpenter
N-"ToEngConnoisseurs"6; E513| And not a Brewers Servant my good Sir
N-"SwelledLimbs"1; E513| Swelld limbs with no outline that you can descry
N-"SwelledLimbs"2; E513| That Stink in the Nose of a Stander by
N-"SwelledLimbs"3; E513| But all the Pulp washd painted finishd with labour
N-"SwelledLimbs"4; E513| Of an hundred journeymens how dye do Neighbour
N-title-PrettyEpigram1; E513| A Pretty Epigram for the Entertainment of those who have Paid t1388
N-title-PrettyEpigram1; E513| Great Sums in the Venetian & Flemish Ooze
N-APrettyEpigram1; E513| Nature & Art in this together Suit
N-APrettyEpigram2; E513| What is Most Grand is always most Minute
N-APrettyEpigram3; E513| Rubens thinks Tables Chairs & Stools are Grand
N-APrettyEpigram4; E513| But Rafael thinks A Head a foot a hand
N-"TheseAreThe"1; E513| These are the Idiots chiefest arts t1389
N-"TheseAreThe"2; E513| To blend & not define the Parts
N-"TheseAreThe"3; E513| The Swallow sings in Courts of Kings
N-"TheseAreThe"4; E513| That Fools have their high finishings
N-"TheseAreThe"5; E513| And this the Princes golden rule
N-"TheseAreThe"6; E514| The Laborious stumble of a Fool
N-"TheseAreThe"7; E514| To make out the parts is the wise mans aim
N-"TheseAreThe"8; E514| But to lose them the Fool makes his foolish Game
N-"RafaelSublime"1; E514| Rafael Sublime Majestic Graceful Wise
N-"RafaelSublime"2; E514| His Executive Power must I despise t1390
N-"RafaelSublime"3; E514| Rubens Low Vulgar Stupid Ignorant
N-"RafaelSublime"4; E514| His power of Execution I must grant
N-"RafaelSublime"5; E514| Learn the Laborious stumble of a Fool t1391
N-"RafaelSublime"6; E514| And from an Idiots Actions form my rule
N-"RafaelSublime"7; E514| Go send your Children to the Slobbering School
N-title; E514| On the Great Encouragement
N-title-GreatEncour2; E514| Given by English Nobility & Gentry to Correggio Rubens t1392
N-title-GreatEncour3; E514| Rembrandt Reynolds Gainsborough Catalani
N-title-GreatEncour4; E514| DuCrowe & Dilberry Doodle
N-OnTheGreatEncour1; E514| As the Ignorant Savage will sell his own Wife
N-OnTheGreatEncour2; E514| For a Sword or a Cutlass a dagger or Knife t1393
N-OnTheGreatEncour3; E514| So the Taught Savage Englishman spends his whole Fortune t1394
N-OnTheGreatEncour4; E514| On a smear or a squall to destroy Picture or Tune t1395
N-OnTheGreatEncour5; E514| And I call upon Colonel Wardle
N-OnTheGreatEncour6; E514| To give these Rascals a dose of Cawdle
N-"GivePensionsTo"1; E514| Give pensions to the Learned Pig
N-"GivePensionsTo"2; E514| Or the Hare playing on a Tabor
N-"GivePensionsTo"3; E514| Anglus can never see Perfection
N-"GivePensionsTo"4; E514| But in the Journeymans Labour
N-"WhenI_See"1; E514| When I see a Rubens Rembrant Correggio t1396
N-"WhenI_See"2; E514| I think of the Crippled Harry & Slobbering Joe
N-"WhenI_See"3; E514| And then I question thus are artists rules t1397
N-"WhenI_See"4; E514| To be drawn from the works of two manifest fools
N-"WhenI_See"5; E514| Then God defend us from the Arts I say
N-"WhenI_See"6; E514| Send Battle Murder Sudden Death O pray t1398
N-"WhenI_See"7; E514| Rather than be such a blind Human Fool t1399
N-"WhenI_See"8; E514| Id be an Ass a Hog a Worm a Chair a Stool
N-"DelicateHands"1; E514| Delicate Hands & Heads will never appear
N-"DelicateHands"2; E514| While Titians &c as in the Book of Moonlight p 5 t1400
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"1; E515| I askd my Dear Friend Orator Prigg
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"2; E515| Whats the first part of Oratory he said a great wig
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"3; E515| And what is the second then dancing a jig
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"4; E515| And bowing profoundly he said a great wig
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"5; E515| And what is the third then he snord like a pig
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"6; E515| And puffing his cheeks he replied a Great wig t1402
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"7; E515| So if a Great Panter with Questions you push
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"8; E515| Whats the first Part of Panting hell say a Pant Brush
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"9; E515| And what is the second with most modest blush
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"10; E515| Hell smile like a Cherub & say a pant Brush t1403
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"11; E515| And what is the third hell bow like a rush
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"12; E515| With a lear in his Eye hell reply a Pant Brush
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"13; E515| Perhaps this is all a Painter can want
N-"I_AskdMyDearFriend"14; E515| But look yonder that house is the house of Rembrant
N-"ODearMotherOutline"1; E515| O dear Mother outline of knowledge most sage t1405
N-"ODearMotherOutline"2; E515| Whats the First Part of Painting she said Patronage
N-"ODearMotherOutline"3; E515| And what is the second to Please & Engage t1406
N-"ODearMotherOutline"4; E515| She frownd like a Fury & said Patronage
N-"ODearMotherOutline"5; E515| And what is the Third she put off Old Age
N-"ODearMotherOutline"6; E515| And smild like a Syren & said Patronage
N-title; E515| To Venetian Artists
N-ToVenetianArtists1; E515| That God is Colouring Newton does shew t1407
N-ToVenetianArtists2; E515| And the devil is a Black outline all of us know
N-ToVenetianArtists3; E515| Perhaps this little Fable may make us merry
N-ToVenetianArtists4; E515| A dog went over the water without a wherry
N-ToVenetianArtists5; E515| A bone which he had stolen he had in his mouth
N-ToVenetianArtists6; E515| He cared not whether the wind was north or south
N-ToVenetianArtists7; E515| As he swam he saw the reflection of the bone
N-ToVenetianArtists8; E515| This is quite Perfection, one Generalizing Tone t1408
N-ToVenetianArtists9; E515| Outline Theres no outline Theres no such thing t1409
N-ToVenetianArtists10; E515| All is Chiaro Scuro Poco Piu its all Colouring
N-ToVenetianArtists11; E515| Snap. Snap! he has lost shadow & substance too t1410
N-ToVenetianArtists12; E515| He had them both before now how do ye do
N-ToVenetianArtists13; E515| A great deal better than I was before
N-ToVenetianArtists14; E515| Those who taste colouring love it more & more t1411
N-"GreatMen&Fools"1; E515| Great Men & Fools do often me Inspire
N-"GreatMen&Fools"2; E515| But the Greater Fool the Greater Liar
N-"SomePeople"1; E516| Some people admire the work of a Fool
N-"SomePeople"2; E516| For its sure to keep your judgment cool
N-"SomePeople"3; E516| It does not reproach you with want of wit
N-"SomePeople"4; E516| It is not like a lawyer serving a writ
N-"HerWholeLife"1; E516| Her whole Life is an Epigram smack smooth & nobly pend t1412
N-"HerWholeLife"2; E516| Platted quite neat to catch applause with a sliding noose at the end
ED; E516| *
N-"WhenAMan"1; E516| When a Man has Married a Wife
N-"WhenAMan"2; E516| he finds out whether
N-"WhenAMan"3; E516| Her knees & elbows are only
N-"WhenAMan"4; E516| glued together t1413
N-"GrownOld"1; E516| Grown old in Love from Seven till Seven times Seven
N-"GrownOld"2; E516| I oft have wishd for Hell for Ease from Heaven
N-"TheHebrewNation"1; E516| The Hebrew Nation did not write it
N-"TheHebrewNation"2; E516| Avarice & Chastity did shite it
N-ToGod1; E516| If you have formd a Circle to go into
N-ToGod2; E516| Go into it yourself & see how you would do
N-"SinceAllTheRiches"1; E516| Since all the Riches of this World t1414
N-"SinceAllTheRiches"2; E516| May be gifts from the Devil & Earthly Kings
N-"SinceAllTheRiches"3; E516| I should suspect that I worshipd the Devil
N-"SinceAllTheRiches"4; E516| If I thankd my God for Worldly things t1415
N-"ToChloesBreast"1; E516| To Chloes breast young Cupid slily stole
N-"ToChloesBreast"2; E516| But he crept in at Myras pocket hole
title; E517| The Phoenix to Mrs Butts t1416
PhoenixToMrsButts1; E517| I saw a Bird rise from the East
PhoenixToMrsButts2; E517| As a Bird rises from its Nest
PhoenixToMrsButts3; E517| With sweetest Songs I ever heard
PhoenixToMrsButts4; E517| It sang I am Mrs Butts's Bird
PhoenixToMrsButts5; E517| And then I saw a Fairy gay
PhoenixToMrsButts6; E517| That with this beauteous Bird would play
PhoenixToMrsButts7; E517| From a golden cloud she came
PhoenixToMrsButts8; E517| She calld the sweet Bird by its name
PhoenixToMrsButts9; E517| She call'd it Phoenix! Heavens Dove!
PhoenixToMrsButts10; E517| She call'd it all the names of Love
PhoenixToMrsButts11; E517| But the Bird flew fast away
PhoenixToMrsButts12; E517| Where little Children sport & play
PhoenixToMrsButts13; E517| And they strok'd it with their hands
PhoenixToMrsButts14; E517| All their cooe's it understands
PhoenixToMrsButts15; E517| The Fairy to my bosom flew
PhoenixToMrsButts16; E517| Weeping tears of morning dew
PhoenixToMrsButts17; E517| I said: Thou foolish whimpring thing
PhoenixToMrsButts18; E517| Is not that thy Fairy Ring
PhoenixToMrsButts19; E517| Where those Children sport & play
PhoenixToMrsButts20; E517| In Fairy fancies light & gay
PhoenixToMrsButts21; E517| Seem a Child & be a Child
PhoenixToMrsButts22; E517| And the Phoenix is beguild
PhoenixToMrsButts23; E517| But if thou seem'st a Fairy thing
PhoenixToMrsButts24; E517| Then it flies on glancing Wing
PhoenixToMrsButts; E517| WILLIAM BLAKE
N-"NailHisNeck"1; E517| Nail his neck to the Cross nail it with a nail
N-"NailHisNeck"2; E517| Nail his neck to the Cross ye all have power over his tail
N-"AWomanScaly"1; E517| A Woman Scaly & a Man all Hairy
N-"AWomanScaly"2; E517| Is such a Match as he who dares
N-"AWomanScaly"3; E517| Will find the Womans Scales Scrape off the Mans Hairs
N-title; E517| The Washer Womans Song
N-WasherWomansSong1; E517| I washd them out & washd them in
N-WasherWomansSong2; E517| And they told me it was a great Sin