The works of Jonathan Swift, containing additional letters, tracts, and poems, with notes, and a life of the author, by W. Scott, Zväzok 9

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Strana 301 - Therefore if I know not the meaning of the voice, I shall be unto him that speaketh a barbarian, and he that speaketh shall be a barbarian unto me.
Strana 119 - I sighed and said within myself, surely mortal man is a broom-stick; nature sent him into the world strong and lusty, in a thriving condition, wearing his own hair on his head, the proper branches of this reasoning vegetable, till the axe of intemperance has lopped off his green boughs, and left him a withered trunk.
Strana 295 - Yet, O Lord God most holy, O Lord most mighty, O holy and most merciful Saviour, deliver us not into the bitter pains of eternal death.
Strana 221 - The stoical scheme of supplying our wants by lopping off our desires, is like cutting off our feet, when we want shoes.
Strana 348 - But every single character in Shakespeare is as much an individual, as those in life itself; it is as impossible to find any two alike; and such as from their relation or affinity in any respect appear most to be twins, will upon comparison be found remarkably distinct.
Strana 275 - ... graceful, and agreeable young women in London — only a little too fat. Her hair was blacker than a raven, and every feature of her face in perfection.
Strana 348 - ... had all the speeches been printed without the very names of the persons, I believe one might have applied them with certainty to every speaker.
Strana 237 - Pride, ill-nature, and want of sense, are the three great sources of ill-manners : without some one of these defects, no man will behave himself ill for want of experience, or of what, in the language of fools, is called knowing the world.
Strana 135 - For some centuries, there was a constant intercourse between France and England, by the dominions we possessed there, and the conquests we made.
Strana 119 - THIS single stick, which you now behold ingloriously lying in that neglected corner, I once knew in a flourishing state in a forest : it was full of sap, full of leaves, and full of boughs : but now, in...

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