The Works of the English Poets: SwiftH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... Says Cary ** , fays he , I have been a fervant this five and twenty years , come spring , And in all the places I liv'd I never heard of fuch a thing . Yes , fays the fteward ++ , I remember , when I was at my Lady Shrewsbury's , Such a ...
... Says Cary ** , fays he , I have been a fervant this five and twenty years , come spring , And in all the places I liv'd I never heard of fuch a thing . Yes , fays the fteward ++ , I remember , when I was at my Lady Shrewsbury's , Such a ...
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... say , Now you may go hang yourself for me ! and fo went away . Well I thought I should have swoon'd . Lord ! faid I , what shall I do ? Lhave loft my money , and shall lose my true love too ! * Dr. Swift . Then Then my cry ; Lord call'd ...
... say , Now you may go hang yourself for me ! and fo went away . Well I thought I should have swoon'd . Lord ! faid I , what shall I do ? Lhave loft my money , and shall lose my true love too ! * Dr. Swift . Then Then my cry ; Lord call'd ...
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... say : Sing , Mufe , the house of poet Van In higher ftrains than we began . Van ( for ' tis fit the reader know it ) Is both a herald and a poet ; No No wonder then if nicely skill'd In both capacities to SWIFT'S POEMS .
... say : Sing , Mufe , the house of poet Van In higher ftrains than we began . Van ( for ' tis fit the reader know it ) Is both a herald and a poet ; No No wonder then if nicely skill'd In both capacities to SWIFT'S POEMS .
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... Says Nancy , I can make for miss A finer houfe ten times than this ; The dean will give me willow - sticks , And Joe my apron - full of bricks . * Minister of Trim . The waiting - woman . THE THE VIRTUES OF SID HAMET THE MAGICIAN'S ROD ...
... Says Nancy , I can make for miss A finer houfe ten times than this ; The dean will give me willow - sticks , And Joe my apron - full of bricks . * Minister of Trim . The waiting - woman . THE THE VIRTUES OF SID HAMET THE MAGICIAN'S ROD ...
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... to know " From his own mouth if this be fo ; " Step to the Doctor strait , and say , “ I'd have.him dine with me to - day . " G 3 50 Swif Swift feem'd to wonder what he meant , Nor would HORACE , BOOK I. EP . VII . 85.
... to know " From his own mouth if this be fo ; " Step to the Doctor strait , and say , “ I'd have.him dine with me to - day . " G 3 50 Swif Swift feem'd to wonder what he meant , Nor would HORACE , BOOK I. EP . VII . 85.
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Страница 25 - Truly, fays he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to be more civil; If your money be gone, as a learned divine fays, d'ye fee, You .are no text for my handling ; fo take that from me : I was never taken for a conjurer before, I'd have you to know.
Страница 170 - you live to fee the day When Stella's locks muft all be grey. When age muft print a furrow'd trace On every feature of her face ; Though you, and all your fenfelefs tribe, Could art, or time, or nature bribe, To make you look like Beauty's
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Страница 95 - the Queen A dangerous treatife J writ againft the fpleen; Which, by the ftyle, the matter, and the drift, 'Tis thought could be the work of none but Swift. Poor York ! the harmlefs tool of others hate j He fues for pardon ||, and repents too late. Now,