Robert Dodsley

Robert
Dodsley
1703
1764

English Author, Bookseller, Publisher, Playwright and Editor

Author Quotes

Death having occasion to choose a prime minister, summoned his illustrious courtiers, and allowed them to present their claims for the office: Fever flushed his cheeks; Palsy shook his limbs; Dropsy inflated his carcass; Gout racked his joints; Asthma half strangled himself; Stone and Colic pleaded their violence; Plague, his sudden destructions; and Consumption his certainty. Then came War, with stern confidence, alluding to his many thousands devoured at a meal. Last came Intemperance, with a face like fire, shouting, "Give way, ye sickly, ferocious band of pretenders. Am I not your parent? Does not sagacity trace your origin to me? My operations ceasing, whence your power?" The grisly monarch here gave a smile of approbation, and placed intemperance at his right hand, as his favorite and prime minister.

One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you.

Though a taste of pleasure may quicken the relish of life, an unrestrained indulgence leads to inevitable destruction.

Author Picture
First Name
Robert
Last Name
Dodsley
Birth Date
1703
Death Date
1764
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English Author, Bookseller, Publisher, Playwright and Editor