An Epistle in Verse, occasioned by the death of James Boswell, Esquire of Auchinleck -- Addressed to the Rev. Dr. T. D. By the Rev. Samuel Martin |
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And, in her service and her festive rites,
Her various, and dear, dear-bought delights,
Is there no mixture seen, no base alloy,
Polluting, and debasing social joy?
Has never vanity employ'd her art?
Has never pride or envy touch'd the heart?
Has never folly ris'n, as reason sunk?
Have never moralizing men been drunk?
Her various, and dear, dear-bought delights,
Is there no mixture seen, no base alloy,
Polluting, and debasing social joy?
Has never vanity employ'd her art?
Has never pride or envy touch'd the heart?
Has never folly ris'n, as reason sunk?
Have never moralizing men been drunk?
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