Familiar Quotations / A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to / Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature

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Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 1.

Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand,

They rave, recite, and madden round the land.

Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 5.

E'en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.

Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. Line 12.

Is there a parson much bemused in beer,

A maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer,

A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross,

Who pens a stanza when he should engross?