The Poetical Works of Jonathan Swift, Volum 3

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W. Pickering, 1834

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Pàgina 59 - And chose me for an humble friend; Would take me in his coach to chat, And question me of this and that; As, 'What's o'clock!
Pàgina 56 - Of land, set out to plant a wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I ask not to increase my store ; But here a grievance seems to lie, All this is mine but till I die ; 10 I can't but think 'twould sound more clever, To me and to my heirs for ever.
Pàgina 58 - And take it kindly meant to show What I desire the world should know. I get a whisper, and withdraw, When twenty fools I never saw Come with petitions fairly penn'd, Desiring i would stand their friend.
Pàgina 192 - ... hear, a pleasant rogue art. Were but you and I acquainted, Every monster should be painted : You should try your graving tools On this odious group of fools ; Draw the beasts as I describe them...
Pàgina 77 - ... to try Some new unbeaten passage to the sky ; Where Jove a seat among the gods will give To those who die, for meriting to live. Next faithful Silence hath a sure reward ; Within our breast be every secret barr'd ! He who betrays his friend, shall never be Under one roof, or in one ship, with me : * The ensign of the lord treasurer's office.
Pàgina 183 - For Divines allow, that God Sometimes makes the Devil his Rod: And the Gospel will inform us He can punish Sins enormous. Yet should Swift endow the Schools For his Lunatics and Fools, With a Rood or two of Land, I allow the Pile may stand. You perhaps will ask me, why so ? But it is with this Proviso, Since the House is like to last, Let a Royal Grant be pass'd, That the Club have Right to dwell Each within his proper Cell; With a Passage left to creep in, And a Hole above for peeping.
Pàgina 48 - Not knowing where to turn him next, Above a thousand pounds in debt, Takes horse, and in a mighty fret Rides day and night at such a rate, He soon arrives at Harley's gate, But was so dirty, pale, and thin, Old Read would hardly let him in.
Pàgina 94 - Now, let me tell you plainly, sir, Our witness is a real cur, A dog of spirit for his years ; Has twice two legs, two hanging ears ; His name is Harlequin, I wot, And that's a name in every plot : Resolved to save the British nation, Though French by birth and education...
Pàgina 60 - Such tattle often entertains My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windsor, and again to town, Where all that passes inter nos Might be proclaim'd at Charing-cross.
Pàgina 186 - What, said I, is this the mad-house ) These, she answer'd, are but shadows, Phantoms bodiless and vain, Empty visions of the brain. In the porch Briareus stands, Shows a bribe in all his hands ; Briareus the secretary, But we mortals call him Carey. When the rogues their country fleece, They may hope for pence a-piece. Clio, who had been so wise To put on a fool's disguise, To bespeak some approbation, And be thought a near relation, When she saw three hundred brutes All involv'd in .wild disputes,...

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