The Works of the English Poets: SwiftH. Hughs, 1779 |
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... things below , Nor prize your life for other ends Than merely to oblige your friends ; Your former actions claim their part , And join to fortify your heart . For Virtue in her daily race , Like Janus , bears a double face ; zna Looks ...
... things below , Nor prize your life for other ends Than merely to oblige your friends ; Your former actions claim their part , And join to fortify your heart . For Virtue in her daily race , Like Janus , bears a double face ; zna Looks ...
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... Clear your looks , and smooth your style ; Load our plates from every dish ; This is not the thing we wish . Colonel may be your debtor ; We expect employment better . You must learn , if you would gain us , 20 SWIFT'S POEMS .
... Clear your looks , and smooth your style ; Load our plates from every dish ; This is not the thing we wish . Colonel may be your debtor ; We expect employment better . You must learn , if you would gain us , 20 SWIFT'S POEMS .
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... thing lies . EPIGRAMS ON WINDOWS . Most of them written in 1726 % I. On a Window at an INN . WE fly from luxury and wealth , To hardships in purfuit of health ; From generous wines and coftly fare , And dozing in an easy - chair ...
... thing lies . EPIGRAMS ON WINDOWS . Most of them written in 1726 % I. On a Window at an INN . WE fly from luxury and wealth , To hardships in purfuit of health ; From generous wines and coftly fare , And dozing in an easy - chair ...
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... thing , For he ' ll be poor as any king : And by his crown will nothing get , But like a king to run in debt . MARBLE - HILL . No more the Dean , that grave divine , Shall keep the key of my no - wine ; My ice - house rob , as ...
... thing , For he ' ll be poor as any king : And by his crown will nothing get , But like a king to run in debt . MARBLE - HILL . No more the Dean , that grave divine , Shall keep the key of my no - wine ; My ice - house rob , as ...
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... thing : So , halloo , boys ; God fave the king ! CLEVER TOM CLINCH GOING TO BE HANGED . 1727 . As clever Tom Clinch , while the rabble was bawling , Rode stately through Holbourn to die in his calling , He ftopt at The George for a ...
... thing : So , halloo , boys ; God fave the king ! CLEVER TOM CLINCH GOING TO BE HANGED . 1727 . As clever Tom Clinch , while the rabble was bawling , Rode stately through Holbourn to die in his calling , He ftopt at The George for a ...
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Page 282 - When beasts could speak, (the learned say They still can do so every day,) It seems, they had religion then, As much as now we find in men. It happen'd, when a plague broke out, (Which therefore made them more devout...
Page 306 - So geographers, in Afric maps, With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns.
Page 157 - The servants amaz'd are scarce ever able To keep off their eyes, as they wait at the table ; And Molly and I have thrust in our nose, To peep at the captain in all his fine clo'es. Dear madam, be sure he's a fine spoken man, Do but hear on the clergy how glib his tongue ran ; And, 'madam,' says he, 'if such dinners you give, You'll ne'er want for parsons as long as you live.
Page 156 - Your ladyship lifts up the sash to be seen (For sure I had dizen'd you out like a queen). The captain, to show he is proud of the favour, Looks up to your window, and cocks up his beaver. (His beaver is cock'd ; pray, madam, mark that, For a captain of...
Page 154 - But, madam, I beg you contrive and invent, And worry him out till he gives his consent.
Page 255 - Rochefoucault his Maxims drew From Nature, 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.
Page 154 - 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.
Page 1 - THIS day, whate'er the Fates decree, Shall still be kept with joy by me : This day, then, let us not be told That you are sick and I grown old, Nor think on our approaching ills, And talk of spectacles and pills : To-morrow will be time enough To hear such mortifying stuff.
Page 21 - Give no more to every guest, Than he's able to digest; Give him always of the prime; And but little at a time. Carve to all but just enough: Let them neither starve nor stuff: And, that you may have your due, Let your neighbours carve for you.
Page 258 - 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.