The Works of the English Poets: SwiftH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... divine * ; My prelates and my ftudents , fent from hence , Made your fons converts both to God and sense : Not like the pastors of thy ravenous breed , Who come to fleece the flocks , and not to feed . Wretched Ierne ! with what grief I ...
... divine * ; My prelates and my ftudents , fent from hence , Made your fons converts both to God and sense : Not like the pastors of thy ravenous breed , Who come to fleece the flocks , and not to feed . Wretched Ierne ! with what grief I ...
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... divine , Whofe verfes far his rays out - fhine , Look down upon your quondam foe ; Oh ! let me never write again , If e'er I difoblige you , Dean , Should you compaffion show . Take those Iambicks which I wrote , When anger made me ...
... divine , Whofe verfes far his rays out - fhine , Look down upon your quondam foe ; Oh ! let me never write again , If e'er I difoblige you , Dean , Should you compaffion show . Take those Iambicks which I wrote , When anger made me ...
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... divine , Shall keep the key of my no - wine ; My ice - houfe rob , as heretofore , And steal my artichokes no more ; Poor Patty Blount no more be seen Bedraggled in my walks fo green : Plump Johnny Gay will now elope ; And here no more ...
... divine , Shall keep the key of my no - wine ; My ice - houfe rob , as heretofore , And steal my artichokes no more ; Poor Patty Blount no more be seen Bedraggled in my walks fo green : Plump Johnny Gay will now elope ; And here no more ...
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... Divine Been for your conversation fit , You had not writ a line . Of Sherlock thus , for preaching fam'd , The Sexton reason'd well ; And justly half the merit claim'd , Because he rang the bell . A LOVE POEM FROM A PHYSICIAN TO HIS ...
... Divine Been for your conversation fit , You had not writ a line . Of Sherlock thus , for preaching fam'd , The Sexton reason'd well ; And justly half the merit claim'd , Because he rang the bell . A LOVE POEM FROM A PHYSICIAN TO HIS ...
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... Divine ! I fuppofe , meaning mine ! ) No lady who wants them Can ever be handfome . I guess well enough What he means by this ftuff : He haws and he hums , At laft out it comes : What , Madam ? No walk- ing , No reading , nor talking ...
... Divine ! I fuppofe , meaning mine ! ) No lady who wants them Can ever be handfome . I guess well enough What he means by this ftuff : He haws and he hums , At laft out it comes : What , Madam ? No walk- ing , No reading , nor talking ...
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