The Works, Том 11J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... rest , equal spite ; Together mingled in a lump , Do all in one opinion jump ; And ev'ry one begins to find The same impression on his mind . A strange event ! whom gold incites To blood and quarrels , brass unites : So goldsmiths say ...
... rest , equal spite ; Together mingled in a lump , Do all in one opinion jump ; And ev'ry one begins to find The same impression on his mind . A strange event ! whom gold incites To blood and quarrels , brass unites : So goldsmiths say ...
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... rest our weary bums . ON THE FIVE LADIES AT SOT'S - HOLE ‡ , WITH THE DOCTOR § AT THEIR HEAD . N. B. THE LADIES TREATED THE DOCTOR . 1728 . SENT AS FROM AN OFFICER IN THE ARMY . FAIR ladies , number five , Who , in your merry freaks ...
... rest our weary bums . ON THE FIVE LADIES AT SOT'S - HOLE ‡ , WITH THE DOCTOR § AT THEIR HEAD . N. B. THE LADIES TREATED THE DOCTOR . 1728 . SENT AS FROM AN OFFICER IN THE ARMY . FAIR ladies , number five , Who , in your merry freaks ...
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... rest , In phrases batter'd , stale , and trite , Which modern ladies call polite ; You see the booby husband sit In admiration at her wit ! But let me now a while survey Our madam o'er her evening tea ; Surrounded with her noisy clans ...
... rest , In phrases batter'd , stale , and trite , Which modern ladies call polite ; You see the booby husband sit In admiration at her wit ! But let me now a while survey Our madam o'er her evening tea ; Surrounded with her noisy clans ...
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... rest enlarge ; And , " Madam , if it be a lie , You have the tale as cheap as I ; I must conceal my author's name : But now ' tis known to common fame . " Say , foolish females , bold and blind , Say , by what fatal turn of mind , Are ...
... rest enlarge ; And , " Madam , if it be a lie , You have the tale as cheap as I ; I must conceal my author's name : But now ' tis known to common fame . " Say , foolish females , bold and blind , Say , by what fatal turn of mind , Are ...
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... stare ; Have no concern for Sabra's sake , Which gets the better , saint or snake , Provided Punch ( for there's the jest ) Be soundly maul'd , and plague the rest . Thus , Tim , philosophers suppose , The world consists 92 SWIFT'S POEMS .
... stare ; Have no concern for Sabra's sake , Which gets the better , saint or snake , Provided Punch ( for there's the jest ) Be soundly maul'd , and plague the rest . Thus , Tim , philosophers suppose , The world consists 92 SWIFT'S POEMS .
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Ballyspellin bard Behold better bishop Cælia cassock Chloe clouds countess of Suffolk court criticks crown dame damn'd Dean DEAN SWIFT dear death Delany delight DERMOT Dick divine doctor Drapier dreadful Dublin dullest beast ears EPIGRAM eyes face fair fame fate foes fools friends give goddess gown grace grown half head hear heart Hibernian honour Ireland JONATHAN SWIFT Jove king lady learning lord lord Carteret madam MARBLE HILL merit mind Muse ne'er never night nose numbers nymph o'er Patrick's poem poets poor Pope praise pride publick quadrille queen rhymes rogue round scorn SHEELAH shine sick sing Sir Arthur Sir Arthur Acheson Sir Thomas Prendergast soul spite spleen Strephon sure swear Swift tell thee There's thou thought thousand tongue tories true Twill verse vex'd virtue whig wise Wood
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Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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...
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 289 - So geographers, in Afric maps, With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.
Стр. 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.