The Poetical Works of Jonathan Swift: With a Life, Volumen3Little, Brown, 1853 |
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Términos y frases comunes
answer Ballyspellin battle of Oudenarde better Bishop brass brazen call'd CARTHY church clouds coach court DANIEL JACKSON dare DEAN OF ST Dean's dear Delany devil Dick Doctor Drapier drink Dublin Duke Earl ears EPIGRAM eyes face fair fame foes fools give gold grace half halfpence head hear Helsham honest honour hope HORACE house of Hanover Ireland Irish Jove king Knock ladies lines Lord majesty malè Muse ne'er never nose numbers o'er on't once Patrick's peace Phoebus poem poets poor pray pride queen queen's peace rhymes rogue satire sick sing Sir Robert Walpole Sir Thomas Prendergast soul spleen sure swear Swift tell thee there's THOMAS SHERIDAN thou thought tibi Tories town Traulus true turn twas Twill verses virtue Whigs WILLIAM DUNKIN wine wise Wood Wood's writ write
Pasajes populares
Página 60 - 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?" Such tattle often entertains 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.
Página 59 - Tis (let me see) three years and more (October next it will be four) Since Harley bid me first attend, And chose me for an humble friend; Would take me in his coach to chat, And question me of this and that; As,
Página 191 - Thou, I hear, a pleasant rogue art. Were but you and I acquainted, Every monster should be painted : You should try your graving tools On this odious group of fools ; Draw the beasts as I describe them...
Página 58 - And take it kindly meant to show What I desire the world should know. I get a whisper, and withdraw, When twenty fools I never saw Come with petitions fairly penn'd, Desiring i would stand their friend.
Página 102 - That lies in old Wood like a Hare in her Form ; With Teeth or with Claws it will bite or will scratch, And Chambermaids christen this Worm a Death-Watch : 20 Because like a Watch it always cries Click: Then Woe be to those in the House who are sick: For, as sure as a Gun they will give up the Ghost If the Maggot cries Click when it scratches the Post.
Página 77 - ... to try Some new unbeaten passage to the sky ; Where Jove a seat among the gods will give To those who die, for meriting to live. Next faithful Silence hath a sure reward ; Within our breast be every secret barr'd ! He who betrays his friend, shall never be Under one roof, or in one ship, with me : * The ensign of the lord treasurer's office.
Página 183 - For Divines allow, that God Sometimes makes the Devil his Rod: And the Gospel will inform us He can punish Sins enormous. Yet should Swift endow the Schools For his Lunatics and Fools, With a Rood or two of Land, I allow the Pile may stand. You perhaps will ask me, why so ? But it is with this Proviso, Since the House is like to last, Let a Royal Grant be pass'd, That the Club have Right to dwell Each within his proper Cell; With a Passage left to creep in, And a Hole above for peeping.
Página 55 - I'VE often wish'd that I had clear For life, six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace walk, and half a rood Of land, set out to plant a wood.
Página 48 - Not knowing where to turn him next, Above a thousand pounds in debt, Takes horse, and in a mighty fret Rides day and night at such a rate, He soon arrives at Harley's gate, But was so dirty, pale, and thin, Old Read would hardly let him in.
Página 295 - And Saunders, the man, says you are always jesting and mocking: Mary, said he, (one day as I was mending my master's stocking;) My master is so fond of that minister that keeps the school — I thought my master a wise man, but that man makes him a fool.