The British poets, including translations, Volum 37

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Pàgina 144 - Tis an old maxim in the schools, That flattery 's the food of fools, Yet now and then your men of wit Will condescend to take a bit.
Pàgina 36 - His Tale of a Tub has little resemblance to his other pieces. It exhibits a vehemence and rapidity of mind, a copiousness of images," and vivacity of diction, such as he afterwards never possessed or never exerted.
Pàgina 49 - Thou, Stella, wert no longer young', When first for thee my harp was strung, Without one word of Cupid's darts, Of killing eyes, or bleeding hearts ; With friendship and esteem possest, I ne'er admitted Love a guest.
Pàgina 42 - The greatest difficulty that occurs, in analysing his character, is to discover by what depravity of intellect he took delight in revolving ideas, from which almost every other mind shrinks with disgust.
Pàgina 113 - Till drown'd in shriller notes of chimney-sweep : Duns at his lordship's gate began to meet ; And brickdust Moll had scream'd through half the street. The turnkey now his flock returning sees, Duly let out a-nights to steal for fees: The watchful bailiffs take their silent stands, And schoolboys lag with satchels in their hands.
Pàgina 107 - Tis now no kettle, but a bell. A wooden jack, which had almost Lost by disuse the art to roast, A sudden alteration feels, Increased by new intestine wheels, And, what exalts the wonder more, The number made the motion slower.
Pàgina 109 - Twas Madam, in her grogram gown. Philemon was in great surprise, And hardly could believe his eyes, Amazed to see her look so prim, And she admired as much at him.
Pàgina 226 - Because like a watch it always cries click ; Then woe be to those in the house who are sick : For, as sure as a gun, they will give up the ghost, If the maggot cries click when it scratches the post. But a kettle of scalding hot water injected Infallibly cures the timber affected : The omen is broken, the danger is over ; The maggot will die, and the sick will recover.
Pàgina 110 - what's this you tell us? I hope you don't believe me jealous ! But yet, methinks, I feel it true, And really yours is budding too — Nay, — now I cannot stir my foot; It feels as if 'twere taking root.
Pàgina 5 - AN Account of Dr. Swift has been already collected, with great diligence and acuteness, by Dr. Hawkesworth, according to a scheme which I laid before him in the intimacy of our friendship. I cannot therefore be expected to say much of a life, concerning which I had long since communicated my thoughts to a man capable of dignifying his narration with so much elegance of language and force of sentiment.

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