The Works of Dr. Jonathan Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin, Volum 7W. Bowyer, C. Bathurst, W. Owen, W. Strahan, J. Rivington, J. Hinton, L. Davis, and C. Reymers, R. Baldwin, J. Dodsley, S. Crowder and Company and B. Collins., 1768 |
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... she's a riddle , can never be right , For a riddle is dark , but a woman is light . But , grant her a fieve , I can say something archer , Pray what is a man ? he's a fine linen Searcher , Now tell me a thing that wants inter- pretation ...
... she's a riddle , can never be right , For a riddle is dark , but a woman is light . But , grant her a fieve , I can say something archer , Pray what is a man ? he's a fine linen Searcher , Now tell me a thing that wants inter- pretation ...
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... to be cut by two of the Dean's friends upon a pane of igafs in one of his parlours , among the poft- humous pieces at the end of this volume . My fifter has lately depos'd upon oath , That she 5 My 24 APOLLO TO THE DEAN .
... to be cut by two of the Dean's friends upon a pane of igafs in one of his parlours , among the poft- humous pieces at the end of this volume . My fifter has lately depos'd upon oath , That she 5 My 24 APOLLO TO THE DEAN .
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... she stopt in her courfe to look at them both : That Stella was helping , abetting and aiding ; And ftill , as he writ , ftood fmiling and reading : That her eyes were as bright as myself at noon - day , But her graceful black locks were ...
... she stopt in her courfe to look at them both : That Stella was helping , abetting and aiding ; And ftill , as he writ , ftood fmiling and reading : That her eyes were as bright as myself at noon - day , But her graceful black locks were ...
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Jonathan Swift John Hawkesworth, Deane Swift. Wherein she distinctly could read ev'ry line , And presently guefs'd the fancy was mine * . Now you see why his verses fo feldom are shewn ; The reafon is plain , they're none of his own ...
Jonathan Swift John Hawkesworth, Deane Swift. Wherein she distinctly could read ev'ry line , And presently guefs'd the fancy was mine * . Now you see why his verses fo feldom are shewn ; The reafon is plain , they're none of his own ...
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... diseases , But will now be her friend , whenever she pleases : And the gifts I beftow'd her will find her a lover , Tho ' fhe lives to be grey as a badger all over . An An ELEGY on the much - lamented death of Mr. APOLLO TO THE DEAN . 29.
... diseases , But will now be her friend , whenever she pleases : And the gifts I beftow'd her will find her a lover , Tho ' fhe lives to be grey as a badger all over . An An ELEGY on the much - lamented death of Mr. APOLLO TO THE DEAN . 29.
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Pàgina 71 - But, that which wonderful appears, I speak to eyes, and not to ears. He oft...
Pàgina 275 - Let them rave at making laws ; While they never hold their tongue, Let them dabble in their dung : Let them form a grand committee, How to plague and starve the city ; Let them...
Pàgina 417 - THE VOWELS We are little airy creatures, All of different voice and features; One of us in glass is set, One of us you'll find in jet. T'other you may see in tin, And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue, It can never fly from you.
Pàgina 261 - So geographers, in Afric maps, With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns.
Pàgina 92 - That lies in old wood like a hare in her form ; With teeth or with claws it will bite or will scratch, And chambermaids christen this worm a deathwatch ; 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.
Pàgina 260 - Depend upon't their judgment's right. But if you blab, you are undone : Consider what a risk you run : You lose your credit all at once ; The town will mark you for a dunce ; The vilest doggrel, Grub-street sends, Will pass for yours with foes and friends ; And you must bear the whole disgrace, Till some fresh blockhead takes your place.
Pàgina 178 - Hence the mean and sordid soul, Like his body, rank and foul; Hence that wild suspicious peep, Like a rogue that steals a sheep...
Pàgina 146 - But, madam, I beg you contrive and invent, And worry him out, till he gives his consent. Dear madam, whene'er of a barrack I think, An I were to be hang'd, I can't sleep a wink : For if a new crotchet comes into my brain, I can't get it out, though I'd never so fain.
Pàgina 359 - The Ass approaching next, confess'd, That in his heart he loved a jest: A wag he was, he needs must own, And could not let a dunce alone: Sometimes his friend he would not...
Pàgina 256 - Hath blasted with poetic fire. What hope of custom in the fair, While not a soul demands your ware? Where you have nothing to produce For private life, or public use? Court, city, country want you not; You cannot bribe, betray, or plot.