The Select Works of Jonathan Swift: Containing the Whole of His Poetical Works, the Tale of a Tab, Battle of the Books, Gulliver's Travels, Directions to Servants, Art of Punning, Etc, Том 4Hector McLean, 1823 |
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... head , sent as from an Officer of the Army ... 232 234 The Five Ladies ' Answer to the Beau with the Wig and Wings at his head The Beau's Reply to the Five Ladies ' Answer 235 Dialogue between an eminent Lawyer and Dr. Swift ...
... head , sent as from an Officer of the Army ... 232 234 The Five Ladies ' Answer to the Beau with the Wig and Wings at his head The Beau's Reply to the Five Ladies ' Answer 235 Dialogue between an eminent Lawyer and Dr. Swift ...
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... head , he gained the character of a lover , without the least assistance from his heart . To this particular kind of pride , supported by the bent of his genius , and joined by the ex- cessive coldness of his nature , Vanessa owed the ...
... head , he gained the character of a lover , without the least assistance from his heart . To this particular kind of pride , supported by the bent of his genius , and joined by the ex- cessive coldness of his nature , Vanessa owed the ...
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... head . And for a single portrait , if we consider the design , the attitude , the drapery , or the colour- ing , what is it that can excel the representa- tion of Cassinus in the Tragical Elegy ? He seem'd as just crept out of bed , & c ...
... head . And for a single portrait , if we consider the design , the attitude , the drapery , or the colour- ing , what is it that can excel the representa- tion of Cassinus in the Tragical Elegy ? He seem'd as just crept out of bed , & c ...
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... head crown'd with these bays Like lambent fire the lightning plays ; Nor , its triumphal cavalcade to grace , Make up its solemn train with death ; It melts the sword of war , yet keeps it in the sheath . The wily shifts of state ...
... head crown'd with these bays Like lambent fire the lightning plays ; Nor , its triumphal cavalcade to grace , Make up its solemn train with death ; It melts the sword of war , yet keeps it in the sheath . The wily shifts of state ...
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... head , And rolls about her dreadful eyes , To drive all virtue out , or look it dead ! ' Twas sure this basilisk sent Temple thence ; And though as some ( ' tis said ) for their defence Have worn a casement o'er their skin , So he wore ...
... head , And rolls about her dreadful eyes , To drive all virtue out , or look it dead ! ' Twas sure this basilisk sent Temple thence ; And though as some ( ' tis said ) for their defence Have worn a casement o'er their skin , So he wore ...
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Apollo Cadenus call'd cassock Celia COUNTESS OF WINCHELSEA court dame dead Dean Dear Delany delight divine Drapier's e'er ears eyes face fame fancy female fill'd foes fools friends give goddess gown grace grown hand hath head hear heart honour Horace JONATHAN SWIFT Jove king Lady learn'd learning look Lord LORD CARTERET Madam maid mattadore mind mortal Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er on't once Ovid Pallas parson plac'd poem poetry poets poor Pope pow'r praise pride quadrille Queen rais'd resolv'd rhyme round satire scarce scorn shame Sheridan sight sing Sir Arthur Sir Arthur Acheson soon soul spleen Strephon swear Swift taught tell thee There's thing THOMAS SHERIDAN thou thought tongue Tories turn'd Twas Twill Vanessa Venus verse vex'd virtue whene'er Whig wise writ write
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Страница 314 - 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 323 - Without regarding private ends, Spent all his credit for his friends ; And only chose the wise and good ; No flatterers ; no allies in blood : But succour'd virtue in distress, And seldom fail'd of good success; As numbers in their hearts must own, Who, but for him, had been unknown.* " With princes kept a due decorum, But never stood in awe before 'em. He follow'd David's lesson just ; In princes never put thy trust : And would you make him truly sour, Provoke him with a slave in power.
Страница 313 - em? To all my foes, dear Fortune, send Thy gifts; but never to my friend: I tamely can endure the first; But this with envy makes me burst.
Страница 316 - Lady Suffolk, in the spleen, Runs laughing up to tell the queen. The queen, so gracious, mild, and good, Cries, " Is he gone ? 'tis time he should.
Страница 79 - This said, she plucks in heaven's high bowers A sprig of amaranthine flowers. In nectar thrice infuses bays, Three times refin'd in Titan's rays; Then calls the Graces to her aid, And sprinkles thrice the new-born maid: From whence the tender skin assumes A sweetness above all perfumes: From whence a cleanliness remains, Incapable of outward stains: From whence that decency of mind So lovely in the female kind, Where not one careless thought intrudes, Less modest than the speech of prudes; Where...
Страница 45 - Wife, I never took one in Your Coat for a Conjurer in all my Life. With that, he twisted his Girdle at me like a Rope, as who should say, Now you may go hang your self for me, and so went away.
Страница 65 - Betty from her master's bed had flown, And softly stole to discompose her own ; The slip-shod 'prentice from his master's door Had pared the dirt, and sprinkled round the floor.
Страница 317 - Here shift the scene, to represent How those I love, my death lament. Poor Pope will grieve a month, and Gay A week; and Arbuthnot a day. St. John himself will scarce forbear, To bite his pen, and drop a tear. The rest will give a shrug and cry, 'I'm sorry; but we all must die.
Страница 319 - Must undergo the common fate; His kind of wit is out of date. Some country squire to Lintot goes, Inquires for "Swift in Verse and Prose." Says Lintot, "I have heard the name; He died a year ago."— "The same.
Страница 142 - Enamell'd fields and verdant trees : With eager haste he longs to rove In that fantastic scene, and thinks It must be some enchanted grove; And in he leaps, and down he sinks.