 | Jonathan Swift, John Hawkesworth - 1754 - 354 páginas
...life fo fliort : Confider, Peter •, he's in heaven ; 'Tis good to have a friend at court. *ANOTHER. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you pleafe, there's nobody at home. * EPITAPH of By-Words. HERE lies a round woman, who thought mighty... | |
 | Jonathan Swift, John Hawkesworth - 1754 - 336 páginas
...life fo fhort : Confider, Peter •, he's in heaven ; 'Tis good to have a friend at court. * ANOTHE R. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you pleafe, there's nobody at home. * EPITAPH of By-Words. HERE lies a round woman, who thought mighty... | |
 | Select epigrams - 1797 - 188 páginas
...fteal me not— I'm Mrs. Dingley's, Whofe heart in this four-footed thing lies. EPIGRAM. BY THE SAME. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you will, there's nobody at home. TO MRS. HOUGHTON OF BORMOUNT, UPON PRAISING HER HUSBAND TO DR. SWIFT.... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 496 páginas
...babe a life so short : Consider, Peter, he's in Heaven ; 'Tis good to have a friend at court. ANOTHER. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come: Knock as you please, there's nobody at home. * Thus applied by Mr. Pope : " Here lies lord Coningsby." EPITAPH OF BY-WORDS. HERE lies a round woman,... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 498 páginas
...babe a life so short: Consider, Peter, he's in Heaven ; 'Tis pood to have a friend at court. ANOTHER. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come: Knock as you please, there's nobody-at home. • Thus applied by Mr. Pope : " Here lies lord Coningsby." EPITAPH OF BY-WORDS. HERE... | |
 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 páginas
...heart sae cheeric, О ! To meet thee on the lea-rig, My ain kind dearie, О ! BtTRNS. Nobody at Home. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come : Knock as you will, there's nobody at home. Pratum. Ubi clivo superato pecudes sidus eoum Vocat ad mulctra coactas,... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1803 - 434 páginas
...babe a life so short : Consider, Peter, he's in Heaven ; 'Tis good to have a friend at court. ANOTHER. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come: Knock as you please, there's nobody at home. EPITAPH OF BY-WORDS. 1 1 EKE lies a round woman, who thought mighty odd Ev'ry word she e'er heard in... | |
 | 1806 - 274 páginas
...keep we such a pother ? Part you with .one, and I'll renounce the other. CLXXIV. ON A DULL WRITER. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come, Knock as you please, there's no body at home. CLXXV. ' THE BANTER REPAID WITH INTEREST. Said Celia to a reverend Dean, What reason... | |
 | Albin-Joseph-Ulpien Hennet - 1806 - 360 páginas
...am his Highness' dog at Ke\v (i) , Pray, tell me, sir, whose dog are you ? * POPE. . TO A BAD POE T. You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come ; Knock as you will, there's nobody at home.** SWIFT. ON A PALE LADY. "Whence comes it that in Clara's fac« The lily... | |
 | Panorama - 1809 - 368 páginas
...wonder at it. — This, Sir, is the case, The jest is lost, unless he prints his face. AN EMPTY HOUSE. YOU beat your pate, and fancy wit will come, Knock as you please, there's nobody At home. UPON THE POET BORBONIUS. FROM OWEN. YOU call your verses trifles; be they so? Ask yourself privately,... | |
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SIR, I admit your general rule, That every poet is a fool : But you yourself may serve to show it, That every fool is not a poet. 
