The Works, Том 11J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... pass , Just fifteen , coming summer's grass , Your jetty locks with garlands crown'd : While all the ' squires for nine miles round , Attended by a brace of curs , With jockey boots and silver spurs , No less than justices o ' quorum ...
... pass , Just fifteen , coming summer's grass , Your jetty locks with garlands crown'd : While all the ' squires for nine miles round , Attended by a brace of curs , With jockey boots and silver spurs , No less than justices o ' quorum ...
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... pass , For I'm asham'd to use a glass ; And till I see them with these eyes , Whoever says you have them , lyes . No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue , sense and wit : Thus you may still be young to me , While I can ...
... pass , For I'm asham'd to use a glass ; And till I see them with these eyes , Whoever says you have them , lyes . No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue , sense and wit : Thus you may still be young to me , While I can ...
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... Dissolved , and into money coin'd ; Then whips me on a chain of brass : ( Venus was bribed to let it pass . ) * * A great lady was said to have been bribed by Wood . N. Now while this brazen chain prevail'd , Jove saw that 8 SWIFT'S POEMS .
... Dissolved , and into money coin'd ; Then whips me on a chain of brass : ( Venus was bribed to let it pass . ) * * A great lady was said to have been bribed by Wood . N. Now while this brazen chain prevail'd , Jove saw that 8 SWIFT'S POEMS .
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... pass Between the king and us but brass , Although the chain will never crack , Yet our devotion may grow slack . But Jove will soon convert , I hope , This brazen chain into a rope ; With which Prometheus shall be tied , And high in air ...
... pass Between the king and us but brass , Although the chain will never crack , Yet our devotion may grow slack . But Jove will soon convert , I hope , This brazen chain into a rope ; With which Prometheus shall be tied , And high in air ...
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... pass But my pretty brass , And then you'll be all of a trade . I'm a son of a whore If I have a word more To say in this wretched condition , If my coin will not pass , I must die like an ass ; And so I conclude my petition , A NEW SONG ...
... pass But my pretty brass , And then you'll be all of a trade . I'm a son of a whore If I have a word more To say in this wretched condition , If my coin will not pass , I must die like an ass ; And so I conclude my petition , A NEW SONG ...
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Страница 226 - Offending race of human kind, By nature, reason, learning, blind ; You who, through frailty, stepp'd aside ; And you, who never fell from pride : You who in different sects were shamm'd, And come to see each other damn'd ; (So some folk told you, but they knew No more of Jove's designs than you ;) — The world's mad business now is o'er, And I resent these pranks no more. — I to such blockheads set my wit ! I damn such fools ! — Go, go, you're bit.
Страница 84 - Nor do they trust their tongues alone, But speak a language of their own; Can read a nod, a shrug, a look, Far better than a printed book; Convey a libel in a frown, And wink a reputation down; Or by the tossing of the fan, Describe the lady and the man.
Страница 226 - Amaz'd, confus'd, its fate unknown, The world stands trembling at his throne! While each pale sinner hung his head, Jove, nodding, shook the heavens, and said: "Offending race of human kind, By nature, reason, learning, blind; You who, through frailty...
Страница 242 - Behold the fatal day arrive! How is the Dean? He's just alive. Now the departing prayer is read: He hardly breathes. The Dean is dead.
Страница 239 - I believe them true : They argue no corrupted mind In him : the fault is in mankind. This maxim, more than all the rest, Is thought too base for human breast : " In all distresses of our friends, We first consult our private ends ; While nature, kindly bent to ease us, Points out some circumstance to please us.
Страница 240 - tis hardly understood Which way my death can do them good, Yet thus, methinks, I hear them speak: ' See how the Dean begins to break! Poor gentleman, he droops apace! You plainly find it in his face. That old vertigo in his head Will never leave him, till he's dead. Besides, his memory decays: He recollects not what he says; He cannot call his friends to mind; Forgets the place where last he dined; Plies you with stories o'er and o'er; He told them fifty times before.
Страница 289 - So geographers, in Afric maps, With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns.
Страница 238 - I'adversite' de nos meilleurs amis, nous trouvons toujours quelque chose qui ne nous de"plait pas ; ' — ' In the adversity of our best friends, we always find something that doth not displease us.
Страница 241 - To hear his out-of-fashion wit? But he takes up with younger folks, Who for his wine will bear his jokes. Faith, he must make his stories shorter, Or change his comrades once a quarter: In half the time he talks them round, There must another set be found.
Страница 152 - 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.