The Works, Volumen11J. Johnson, 1803 |
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... tell you , is writ for your goods , And a very good book ' tis against Mr. Wood's ; If you stand true together , he's left in the suds . Which , & c . Ye shopmen and tradesmen and farmers , go read it , For I think in my soul at this ...
... tell you , is writ for your goods , And a very good book ' tis against Mr. Wood's ; If you stand true together , he's left in the suds . Which , & c . Ye shopmen and tradesmen and farmers , go read it , For I think in my soul at this ...
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... tell the secret ; and pray do not blab : He is an old stump , cut out of a Crab ; And England has put this Crab to a hard use , To cudgel our bones , and for drink give us verjuice ; And therefore his witnesses justly may boast , That ...
... tell the secret ; and pray do not blab : He is an old stump , cut out of a Crab ; And England has put this Crab to a hard use , To cudgel our bones , and for drink give us verjuice ; And therefore his witnesses justly may boast , That ...
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... tell you so . HORACE , BOOK I. ODE XIV . PARAPHRASED , AND INSCRIBED TO IRELAND . 1726 . THE INSCRIPTION . Poor floating isle , tost on Ill - fortune's waves , Ordain'd by fate to be the land of slaves ; Shall moving Delos now deep ...
... tell you so . HORACE , BOOK I. ODE XIV . PARAPHRASED , AND INSCRIBED TO IRELAND . 1726 . THE INSCRIPTION . Poor floating isle , tost on Ill - fortune's waves , Ordain'd by fate to be the land of slaves ; Shall moving Delos now deep ...
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... Tell me , what have I to write ? Every errour I could find › Through the mazes of your mind , Have my busy Muse employ'd , Till the company was cloy'd . Are you positive and fretful , Heedless , ignorant , forgetful ? Those , and twenty ...
... Tell me , what have I to write ? Every errour I could find › Through the mazes of your mind , Have my busy Muse employ'd , Till the company was cloy'd . Are you positive and fretful , Heedless , ignorant , forgetful ? Those , and twenty ...
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... tell the reason why ; Never to hold her tongue a minute , While all she prates has nothing in it ; Whole hours can with a coxcomb sit , And take his nonsense all for wit ; Her learning mounts to read a song , But half the words ...
... tell the reason why ; Never to hold her tongue a minute , While all she prates has nothing in it ; Whole hours can with a coxcomb sit , And take his nonsense all for wit ; Her learning mounts to read a song , But half the words ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 289 - So geographers, in Afric maps, With savage pictures fill their gaps, And o'er unhabitable downs Place elephants for want of towns.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.