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... Wish'd women might have children fast , And thought whofe fow had farrow'd last ; - Against diffenters would repine , And stood up firm for right divine ; 115 120 125 130 Found Found his head fill'd with many a system : But 52 POEM S ...
... Wish'd women might have children fast , And thought whofe fow had farrow'd last ; - Against diffenters would repine , And stood up firm for right divine ; 115 120 125 130 Found Found his head fill'd with many a system : But 52 POEM S ...
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... wish one evening that a ballad might be made on the earl of Nortingham ; this fong was written and printed the next morning . He He has vamp'd an old fpeech , and the court 74 POEMS . SWIFT'S "The Fable of Midas, 1711 7 1 An excellent ...
... wish one evening that a ballad might be made on the earl of Nortingham ; this fong was written and printed the next morning . He He has vamp'd an old fpeech , and the court 74 POEMS . SWIFT'S "The Fable of Midas, 1711 7 1 An excellent ...
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... yes ! The goddefs would no longer wait ; But , rifing from her chair of ftate , Left all below at fix and feven , ; Harnefs'd her doves , and flew to heaven . 875 880 885 то TO LOVE * . N all I wish , how 130 POEMS . SWIFT'S.
... yes ! The goddefs would no longer wait ; But , rifing from her chair of ftate , Left all below at fix and feven , ; Harnefs'd her doves , and flew to heaven . 875 880 885 то TO LOVE * . N all I wish , how 130 POEMS . SWIFT'S.
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Samuel Johnson. TO LOVE * . N all I wish , how happy fhould I be , IN Thou grand Deluder , were it not for thee ! So weak thou art , that fools thy power defpife , And yet fo ftrong , thou triumph'ft o'er the wife . Thy traps are laid ...
Samuel Johnson. TO LOVE * . N all I wish , how happy fhould I be , IN Thou grand Deluder , were it not for thee ! So weak thou art , that fools thy power defpife , And yet fo ftrong , thou triumph'ft o'er the wife . Thy traps are laid ...
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... wish the earth upon him light . Oh London tavern ! thou haft loft a friend , Though in thy walls he ne'er did farthing spend : He touch'd the pence , when others touch'd the pot ; The hand that fign'd the mortgage paid the shot . Old as ...
... wish the earth upon him light . Oh London tavern ! thou haft loft a friend , Though in thy walls he ne'er did farthing spend : He touch'd the pence , when others touch'd the pot ; The hand that fign'd the mortgage paid the shot . Old as ...
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The Works of the English Poets: With Prefaces, Biographical and ..., Volum 39 Samuel Johnson Visualització completa - 1779 |
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Pàgina 20 - Madam, I die without your grace"— « Item, for half a yard of lace." Who that had wit would place it here, For every peeping fop to jeer ? In power of fpittle and a clout, Whene'er he pleafe, to blot it out; And then, to heighten the difgrace, Clap his own nonfenfe in the place. Whoe'er
Pàgina 49 - to the top> As if they ne'er had touch'da drop. The good old couple were amaz'd, 35 And often on each other gaz'd ; For both were frighten'd to the heart, And juft began to cry, — What art! Then foftly turn'd afide to view Whether the lights were burning blue.
Pàgina 92 - From Pope, from Parnell, or from Gay ?" Such tattle often entertains • 95 My lord and me as far as Staines, As once a week we travel down To Windfor, and again to town, Where all that pafles inter
Pàgina 89 - clear, •*• For life, fix hundred pounds a-year, A handfome houfe to lodge a friend,. A river at my garden's end, A terrace-walk, and half a rood £: Of land fet out to plant a Wood. Well, now I have all this and more, I afk not to increafe my
Pàgina 334 - afliam'd to ufe a glafs; And till I fee them with thefe eyes, •» ' Whoever fays you have them, lies. No length of time can make you quit Honour and virtue, fenfe and wit : Thus you may ftill be young to me, While I can better bear than fee. Oh, ne'er may Fortune
Pàgina 159 - Tis never by invention got, Men have it when they know it not. Our converfation to refine, Humour and wit muft both combine : From both we learn to railly well, Wherein fometimes the French excel. Voiture, in various lights, difplays That irony which turns to praife : His genius firft
Pàgina 25 - Truly, fays he, Mrs. Nab, it might become you to be more civil; If your money be gone, as a learned divine fays, d'ye fee, You .are no text for my handling ; fo take that from me : I was never taken for a conjurer before, I'd have you to know.
Pàgina 170 - you live to fee the day When Stella's locks muft all be grey. When age muft print a furrow'd trace On every feature of her face ; Though you, and all your fenfelefs tribe, Could art, or time, or nature bribe, To make you look like Beauty's
Pàgina 51 - which it cannot turn. The groaning-chair began to crawl, •85 Like a huge fnail, along the wall; There ftuck aloft in public view, And, with fmall change, a pulpit grew. The porringers, that in a row Hung high, and made a glittering
Pàgina 95 - the Queen A dangerous treatife J writ againft the fpleen; Which, by the ftyle, the matter, and the drift, 'Tis thought could be the work of none but Swift. Poor York ! the harmlefs tool of others hate j He fues for pardon ||, and repents too late. Now,