WIST Quotations

Gay, John -- “The Pack-Horse and Carrier (To a young Nobleman),” ll. 41-42

Dave — Tue, 14 Nov 2023 16:12:56 +0000

Whence had you this illustrious name?
From virtue and unblemish’d fame.
By birth the name alone descends;
Your honour on yourself depends:
Think not your coronet can hide
Assuming ignorance and pride.
Learning by study must be won,
‘Twas ne’er entail’d from son to son.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
“The Pack-Horse and Carrier (To a young Nobleman),” ll. 41-42
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Some printings of the poem leave off the prologue, of which this is a part.

Gay, John -- “The Shepherd’s Dog and the Wolf,” pt. 1, ll. 33-34 (1727)

Dave — Fri, 18 Apr 2008 10:29:28 +0000

An open foe may prove a curse,
But a pretended friend is worse.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
“The Shepherd’s Dog and the Wolf,” pt. 1, ll. 33-34 (1727)
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See Franklin (1740).

Gay, John -- Fables, “The Mastiffs,” pt. 1, ll. 1-2 (1727)

Dave — Sun, 01 Feb 2004 16:00:00 +0000

Those who in quarrels interpose
Must often wipe a bloody nose.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
Fables, “The Mastiffs,” pt. 1, ll. 1-2 (1727)
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Borrowed (without attribution) by Franklin (1740).

Gay, John -- Fables, 1.23 (1727-38)

Dave — Wed, 03 Jul 2013 14:07:00 +0000

On the choice of friends
Our good or evil name depends.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
Fables, 1.23 (1727-38)

Gay, John -- Fables, Part 2, Fable 16 “The Ravens, the Sexton, and the Earthworm” (1727)

Dave — Mon, 25 Mar 2024 16:48:07 +0000

The prince who kept the world in awe,
The judge whose dictate fix’d the law;
The rich, the poor, the great, the small,
Are levell’d; Death confounds ’em all.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
Fables, Part 2, Fable 16 “The Ravens, the Sexton, and the Earthworm” (1727)
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Gay, John -- The Beggar’s Opera, Act 3, sc. 1, Air 40 (1728)

Dave — Mon, 22 Jan 2024 19:42:23 +0000

LUCY: When young at the Bar you first taught me to score,
And bid me be free of my Lips, and no more;
I was kiss’d by the Parson, the Squire, and the Sot,
When the Guest was departed, the Kiss was forgot.
But his Kiss was so sweet, and so closely he prest,
That I languish’d and pin’d till I granted the rest.

John Gay (1685-1732) English poet and playwright
The Beggar’s Opera, Act 3, sc. 1, Air 40 (1728)
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