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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Pàgina 5
... virtue of his hands Was loft among Paftolus ' fands , Against whose torrent while he fwims The golden fcurf peels off his limbs : Fame spreads the news , and people travel From far to gather golden gravel ; Midas , expos'd to all the ...
... virtue of his hands Was loft among Paftolus ' fands , Against whose torrent while he fwims The golden fcurf peels off his limbs : Fame spreads the news , and people travel From far to gather golden gravel ; Midas , expos'd to all the ...
Pàgina 19
... him pinions like the wind , Yet fwifter fate will feize him from behind . Virtue repuls'd , yet knows not to repine ; But fhall with unattainted honour shine ; C 2 Nor * Nor stoops to take the staff , nor lays TO THE EARL OF OXFORD . 19.
... him pinions like the wind , Yet fwifter fate will feize him from behind . Virtue repuls'd , yet knows not to repine ; But fhall with unattainted honour shine ; C 2 Nor * Nor stoops to take the staff , nor lays TO THE EARL OF OXFORD . 19.
Pàgina 20
... Virtue , to crown her fav'rites , loves to try Some new unbeaten paffage to the Sky ; Where Jove a feat among the gods will give To thofe who die for meriting to live . Next , faithful filence hath a fure reward ; Within our breaft be ...
... Virtue , to crown her fav'rites , loves to try Some new unbeaten paffage to the Sky ; Where Jove a feat among the gods will give To thofe who die for meriting to live . Next , faithful filence hath a fure reward ; Within our breaft be ...
Pàgina 57
... ; We think you quite mistake the case , The virtue lies not in the place : For though my raillery were true , A cottage is Wood - park with you , A quib- 1 A quibbling ELEGY on the worshipful Judge BOAT . STELLA AT WOOD - PAR K. 57.
... ; We think you quite mistake the case , The virtue lies not in the place : For though my raillery were true , A cottage is Wood - park with you , A quib- 1 A quibbling ELEGY on the worshipful Judge BOAT . STELLA AT WOOD - PAR K. 57.
Pàgina 100
... virtues in the king ; A minifter fo fill'd with zeal And wifdom for the common - weal : If he who in the chair prefides So fteadily the fenate guides : If others , whom you make your theme , Are feconds in this glorious fcheme : If ev ...
... virtues in the king ; A minifter fo fill'd with zeal And wifdom for the common - weal : If he who in the chair prefides So fteadily the fenate guides : If others , whom you make your theme , Are feconds in this glorious fcheme : If ev ...
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The Works of Dr. Jonathan Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin ..., Volum 7 Jonathan Swift,John Hawkesworth Visualització completa - 1760 |
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Passatges populars
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.