The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift, D.D., Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin, Zväzok 7J. Johnson, J. Nichols, R. Baldwin, Otridge and Son, J. Sewell, F. and C. Rivington, T. Payne, R. Faulder, G. and J. Robinson, R. Lea, J. Nunn, W. Cuthell, T. Egerton, ... [and 12 others], 1801 |
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... shine , And for a while in heavenly contemplation sat , On the high top of peaceful Ararat ; And pluck'd a laurel branch ( for laurel was the first that grew , The first of plants after the thunderstorm and rain ) And thence , with ...
... shine , And for a while in heavenly contemplation sat , On the high top of peaceful Ararat ; And pluck'd a laurel branch ( for laurel was the first that grew , The first of plants after the thunderstorm and rain ) And thence , with ...
Strana 67
... shine , And unregarded wave upon the twine . The week flies round ; and when my profit's known , I hardly clear enough to change a crown . COR . Hard fate of virtue , thus to be distrest , Thou fairest of thy trade , and far the best ...
... shine , And unregarded wave upon the twine . The week flies round ; and when my profit's known , I hardly clear enough to change a crown . COR . Hard fate of virtue , thus to be distrest , Thou fairest of thy trade , and far the best ...
Strana 116
... shine in the grande monde ; And every shepherd was undone To see her cloister'd like a nun . This was a visionary scheme : He wak'd , and found it but a dream ; 585 A project far above his skill ; For nature must be nature still . If he ...
... shine in the grande monde ; And every shepherd was undone To see her cloister'd like a nun . This was a visionary scheme : He wak'd , and found it but a dream ; 585 A project far above his skill ; For nature must be nature still . If he ...
Strana 131
... shine , And dazzle all the idol faces , As through the hall thy worship paces ; ( Though this I speak but at a venture , Supposing thou hast tick with Hunter ) Methinks I see a black - guard rout Attend thy coach , and hear them shout ...
... shine , And dazzle all the idol faces , As through the hall thy worship paces ; ( Though this I speak but at a venture , Supposing thou hast tick with Hunter ) Methinks I see a black - guard rout Attend thy coach , and hear them shout ...
Strana 144
... shine ; Nor stoops to take the staff * , nor lays it down , Just as the rabble please to smile or frown . Virtue , to crown her favourites , loves to try Some new unbeaten passage to the sky ; Where Jove a seat among the gods will give ...
... shine ; Nor stoops to take the staff * , nor lays it down , Just as the rabble please to smile or frown . Virtue , to crown her favourites , loves to try Some new unbeaten passage to the sky ; Where Jove a seat among the gods will give ...
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Apollo BAUCIS AND PHILEMON better Cadenus call'd court crown dame DANIEL JACKSON dean dear Delany delight design'd Dick divine Dublin e'er earl ears eyes face fair fame fancy fate fill'd flame fools Geryon give grace groat grown half hand head hear heart honour humour Irish John Rochfort Jove king lady learning leave look lord LORD TREASURER madam magick maid MARBLE HILL mind mortal Muse ne'er never night nose numbers nymph o'er once Ovid Pallas peace Phoebus plac'd pleas'd poets poor praise pride publick queen rais'd resolv'd rhyme RICHARD STEELE Rochfort round scorn shame Sheridan shine soul spleen Stella swear Swift tell thee thing THOMAS SHERIDAN thought tories town true Twas twill us'd Vanessa verse virtue Whene'er whig wine wise Wood writ
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Strana 41 - force Apply'd at bottom stops its course : Doom'd ever in suspense to dwell, 'Tis now no kettle, but a bell. A wooden jack, which had almost 65 Lost by disuse the art to roast, A sudden alteration feels, Increas'd by new intestine wheels; And, what exalts the wonder more, The number made the motion
Strana 287 - WE are little airy creatures, All of different voice and features One of us in glass is set, One of us you 'll find in jet. T' other you may see in tin, And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue, It can never fly from you. XXI.
Strana 41 - 75 Had never left each other's side : The chimney to a steeple grown, The jack would not be left alone ; But, up against the steeple rear'd, Became a clock, and still adher'd ; 80 And still its love to houshold cares, By a shrill voice at noon, declares, Warning the cookmaid not to burn That
Strana 80 - Would take me in his coach to chat, And question me of this and that; As "What's o'clock?" And, "How's the wind?" " Whose chariot's that we left behind?" 90 Or gravely try to read the lines Writ underneath the country signs * ; Or, " Have you nothing new to day " From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay ?
Strana 111 - She noted all she ever read ! And had a most discerning head ! 'Tis an old maxim in the schools, That flattery's the food of fools; Yet now and then your men of wit 760 Will condescend to take a bit.
Strana 113 - And will each accidental glance Interpret for a kind advance. But what success Vanessa met Is to the world a secret yet. Whether the nymph, to please her swain, 820 Talks in a high romantick strain; Or whether he at last descends To act with less
Strana 80 - My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windsor, and again to town, Where all that passes inter nos Might be proclaim'd at Charing-cross. 100 Yet some I know with envy swell, Because they see me us'd so well:
Strana 353 - die in his calling, He stopt at the George for a bottle of sack, And promis'd to pay for it when he came back. His waistcoat, and stockings, and breeches, were white; His cap had a new cherry riband to tye 't. The maids to the doors and the balconies ran, •• And
Strana 82 - could I see my country seat! There leaning near a gentle brook, Sleep, or peruse some ancient book ; 130 And there in sweet oblivion drown Those cares that haunt the court and town *. THE AUTHOR UPON HIMSELF. 1713. [A few of the first lines are wanting.] * * * By an
Strana 330 - Let them neither starve nor stuff: And, that you may have your due, Let your neighbours carve for you. [This comparison will hold, Could it well in rhyme be told, How conversing, listening, thinking, Justly may resemble drinking ; For a friend a glass you fill, What is this but to