The Works of Jonathan Swift: Miscellaneous poemsA. Constable, 1814 |
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... dead ! ' Twas sure this basilisk sent Temple thence , And though as some ( ' tis said ) for their defend Have worn a casement o'er their skin , So he wore his within , Made up of virtue and transparent innocence ; And though he oft ...
... dead ! ' Twas sure this basilisk sent Temple thence , And though as some ( ' tis said ) for their defend Have worn a casement o'er their skin , So he wore his within , Made up of virtue and transparent innocence ; And though he oft ...
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... dead . From Ignorance's uni d with blind rage break ment : shall these traces of yo ус Like a just map , to tell t Of conquest in your shor And to all future mank How strange a paradox That men who liv'd and c the chief heroes in the re ...
... dead . From Ignorance's uni d with blind rage break ment : shall these traces of yo ус Like a just map , to tell t Of conquest in your shor And to all future mank How strange a paradox That men who liv'd and c the chief heroes in the re ...
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... dead Imagin Oft hovers where alive it Or if Thought's rolling Turns up old objects to Orloves the muse to wal O'er the glad scene whe Be what it will ; late n Where her own Temple There first the visionary When to poetic view the Such ...
... dead Imagin Oft hovers where alive it Or if Thought's rolling Turns up old objects to Orloves the muse to wal O'er the glad scene whe Be what it will ; late n Where her own Temple There first the visionary When to poetic view the Such ...
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... dead Imagination's ghost Oft hovers where alive it haunted most ; Or if Thought's rolling globe , her circle run Turns up old objects to the soul her sun ; Or loves the muse to walk with conscious pr O'er the glad scene whence first she ...
... dead Imagination's ghost Oft hovers where alive it haunted most ; Or if Thought's rolling globe , her circle run Turns up old objects to the soul her sun ; Or loves the muse to walk with conscious pr O'er the glad scene whence first she ...
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... dead Take , youth , these thoughts , large matter to e The fancy furnish'd by returning joy ; And to mistaken man these truths rehearse , Who dare revile the integrity of verse : Ah fav'rite youth , how happy is thy lot ! - But I'm ...
... dead Take , youth , these thoughts , large matter to e The fancy furnish'd by returning joy ; And to mistaken man these truths rehearse , Who dare revile the integrity of verse : Ah fav'rite youth , how happy is thy lot ! - But I'm ...
Términos y frases comunes
Apollo bard beaux Behold bipes CADENUS AND VANESSA cassock Celia Chloe CORYDON court crowd dame Daphne Dean dear death divine Dr Delany Dublin e'er EPIGRAM eyes face fame fancy fate favourite female fix'd foes folly fools George give Glocest goddess grace half head hear heart honour Ireland JONATHAN SWIFT Jove king lady late learning Lord Lord Carteret madam maid mankind Marble Hill merit mind Muse ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er pain Pallas passion Phoebus POEMS poetic poets poor praise pride queen rage rape rhyme rivers mourn round scene scorn shine siege of Namur Sir William Temple soon spleen Stella STELLA'S BIRTH-DAY stinking Strephon tell thee thou thought thousand told truth Twas verse vex'd virtue Whigs William Sancroft wise Woolston writ youth
Pasajes populares
Página 328 - In Pope I cannot read a line, But with a Sigh I wish it mine ; When He can in one Couplet fix More Sense than I can do in six ; It gives me such a jealous Fit, I cry
Página 335 - 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...
Página 327 - 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.
Página 329 - 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.
Página 329 - 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.
Página 137 - They dance in a round, Cutting capers and ramping; A mercy the ground Did not burst with their stamping.
Página 339 - LIBERTY was all his cry; for her he stood prepar'd to die; for her he boldly stood alone; for her he oft" expos'd his own. Two kingdoms, just as faction led, had set a price upon his head ; but not a traitor could be found, to sell him for six hundred pound. Had he...
Página 96 - Box'd in a chair the beau impatient sits, While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits, And ever and anon with frightful din The leather sounds, he trembles from within.
Página 293 - Should to the priest confess their sins ; And thus the pious Wolf begins : — Good father, I must own with shame, That often I have been to blame : I must confess, on Friday last, Wretch that I was ! I broke my fast : But I defy the basest tongue To prove I did my neighbour wrong ; Or ever went to seek my food, By rapine, theft, or thirst of blood.
Página 95 - tis fair, yet seems to call a coach. The tuck'd-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides. Here various kinds, by various fortunes led, Commence acquaintance underneath a shed. Triumphant Tories and desponding Whigs Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs.