The Works of Dr. Jonathan Swift, Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin ...W. 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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... most excell'd ; Thus making others wisdom known , Cou'd please them , and improve her own . A modeft youth said something new ; She plac'd it in the strongest view . All humble worth fhe ftrove to raise ; Wou'd not be prais'd , yet lov ...
... most excell'd ; Thus making others wisdom known , Cou'd please them , and improve her own . A modeft youth said something new ; She plac'd it in the strongest view . All humble worth fhe ftrove to raise ; Wou'd not be prais'd , yet lov ...
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... most admires Among those venerable fires . Cadenus is a fubject fit , Grown old in politicks and wit , Carefs'd by minifters of ftate , Of half mankind the dread and hate ; Whate'er vexations love attend , She need no rivals apprehend ...
... most admires Among those venerable fires . Cadenus is a fubject fit , Grown old in politicks and wit , Carefs'd by minifters of ftate , Of half mankind the dread and hate ; Whate'er vexations love attend , She need no rivals apprehend ...
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... n my bl - d , I'm the most " unlucky dog upon earth ; for " I never engaged an enemy " without being wounded , nor a whore without being p - x'd . " ་ All All ftain'd with infamy and vice , Leap from the THE SALAMANDER . 91.
... n my bl - d , I'm the most " unlucky dog upon earth ; for " I never engaged an enemy " without being wounded , nor a whore without being p - x'd . " ་ All All ftain'd with infamy and vice , Leap from the THE SALAMANDER . 91.
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... most severely fated ; For fools are only laugh'd at , wits are hated . Blockheads with reafon men of fense abhor ; But fool ' gainft fool , is barbarous civil war . Why on all authors then shou'd criticks fall ? Since fome have writ ...
... most severely fated ; For fools are only laugh'd at , wits are hated . Blockheads with reafon men of fense abhor ; But fool ' gainft fool , is barbarous civil war . Why on all authors then shou'd criticks fall ? Since fome have writ ...
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... most impudently not tranflate It had been civil in these ticklish times To fetch his fools and knaves from foreign climes . Spaniards and French abuse to the world's end ; But fpare old England , left you hurt a friend . any fool is by ...
... most impudently not tranflate It had been civil in these ticklish times To fetch his fools and knaves from foreign climes . Spaniards and French abuse to the world's end ; But fpare old England , left you hurt a friend . any fool is by ...
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Страница 39 - Having through all the village past, To a small cottage came at last, Where dwelt a good old honest ye'man, Call'd in the neighbourhood Philemon ; Who kindly did these saints invite In his poor hut to pass the night ; And then the hospitable...
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Страница 303 - tis a shocking sight, And he's engaged to-morrow night; My Lady Club will take it ill, If he should fail her at quadrille. He loved the Dean— (I lead a heart,) But dearest friends, they say, must part. His time was come: he ran his race; We hope he's in a better place.
Страница 43 - what's this you tell us ? I hope you don't believe me jealous ? But yet, methinks, I feel it true ; And really yours is budding too : — Nay — now I cannot stir my foot ; It feels as if 'twere taking root.
Страница 56 - And that they ne'er consider'd yet. ' Good Mr. Dean, go change your gown, Let my lord know you're come to town.
Страница 304 - To fancy they could live a year ! I find you're but a stranger here. The Dean was famous in his time, And had a kind of knack at rhyme : His way of writing now is past ; The town has got a better taste. I keep no antiquated stuff, But spick and span I have enough.
Страница 125 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...