Quote #7
Cured yesterday of my disease, I died last night of my physician.
More from Matthew Prior
- He ranged his tropes, and preached up patience; Backed his opinion with quotations.
- And often took leave, but was loth to depart.
- And thought the nation ne'er would thrive Till all the whores were burnt alive.
- His noble negligences teach What others' toils despair to reach.
- Be to her virtues very kind; Be to her faults a little blind; Let all her ways be unconfined; And clap your padlock - on her mind!
- Till their own dreams at length decive 'em, And oft repeating, they believe 'em.
- Lays the rough paths of peevish Nature even, And opens in each heart a little heaven.
- To John I owed great obligation; But John, unhappily, thought fit To publish it to all the nation: Sure John and I are more than quit.