Thus the fair lily, when the sky's o'ercast, At first but shudders in the feeble blast; But when the winds and weighty rains descend, The fair and upright stem is FORC'd to bend; Till broke at length, its snowy leaves are shed, And strew with dying sweets their native bed.
"The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2"
Edward Young
She tries a thousand arts; but none succeed: She's FORC'd a fever to procure indeed: Thus strictly prov'd this virtuous, loving wife, Her husband's pain was dearer than her life.
"The Poetical Works of Edward Young, Volume 2"
Edward Young
He had bred him, 'tis true, for some time at a Free-school, where 'tis probable he acquir'd that little Latin he was master of: But the narrowness of his circumstances, and the want of his assistance at home, FORC'd his father to withdraw him from thence, and unhappily prevented his further proficiency in that language.
"Eighteenth Century Essays on Shakespeare"
D. Nichol Smith