The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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 | The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] |  |
Life changes—now 'tis calm—now hurricane—
Up, down, down, up—a very windmill's vane
Is man, poor fellow—much too like a ball;
'Tis high, 'tis low—'tis this way now, now that,
Just as its wooden master wills, the bat—
Thus majesty can bid us rise or fall.
Up, down, down, up—a very windmill's vane
Is man, poor fellow—much too like a ball;
'Tis high, 'tis low—'tis this way now, now that,
Just as its wooden master wills, the bat—
Thus majesty can bid us rise or fall.
The monarch may repent him of the deed—
His heart so soft at your dismission bleed,
To House of Buckingham you may be call'd,
And at the queen's sweet little concerts sing;
Then how the tribes of nobles will be gall'd!
This will be soaring on the eagle's wing.
His heart so soft at your dismission bleed,
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And at the queen's sweet little concerts sing;
Then how the tribes of nobles will be gall'd!
This will be soaring on the eagle's wing.
Thus to the world then be it understood,
What seems misfortune, happens for our good:
This from my rhiming store-house, or my stable,
May be elucidated by a fable.
What seems misfortune, happens for our good:
This from my rhiming store-house, or my stable,
May be elucidated by a fable.
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