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... Swift . - The Happy Life of a Country Parsou .. ib . An Essay on Satire , occasioned by the Death of Mr. Pope , in Three Parts : Prologue to a Play for Mr. Dennis's Benefit , in 1733 , when he was old , blind , and in great Distress , a ...
... Swift . - The Happy Life of a Country Parsou .. ib . An Essay on Satire , occasioned by the Death of Mr. Pope , in Three Parts : Prologue to a Play for Mr. Dennis's Benefit , in 1733 , when he was old , blind , and in great Distress , a ...
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... swift - skimming veil her sullied ray , * Now bright she blazes with a fuller day ! Thus , when the Britons in array Their ensigns to the Sun display , In the same flag are lilies shown , And angry lions sternly frown ; On high the ...
... swift - skimming veil her sullied ray , * Now bright she blazes with a fuller day ! Thus , when the Britons in array Their ensigns to the Sun display , In the same flag are lilies shown , And angry lions sternly frown ; On high the ...
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... Swift as the short - liv'd flower it flies , It springs , it blooms , it fades , it dies . With cries we usher in our birth ; With groans resign our transient breath : While round , stern ministers of Fate , Pain , and Disease , and ...
... Swift as the short - liv'd flower it flies , It springs , it blooms , it fades , it dies . With cries we usher in our birth ; With groans resign our transient breath : While round , stern ministers of Fate , Pain , and Disease , and ...
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... Swift through the air her rounds the swallow takes , Or sportive skims the level of the lakes . The timoreus deer , swift - starting as they graze , Bound off in crowds , then turn again , and gaze . See ! how yon swans , with snowy ...
... Swift through the air her rounds the swallow takes , Or sportive skims the level of the lakes . The timoreus deer , swift - starting as they graze , Bound off in crowds , then turn again , and gaze . See ! how yon swans , with snowy ...
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... Swift he pursues , yet still the path mistakes , O'er dangerous marshes , or through thorny brakes ; Yet obstinate in wrong he toils to stray , With many a weary stride , o'er many a painful way . So man pursues the phantom of his brain ...
... Swift he pursues , yet still the path mistakes , O'er dangerous marshes , or through thorny brakes ; Yet obstinate in wrong he toils to stray , With many a weary stride , o'er many a painful way . So man pursues the phantom of his brain ...
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Page 242 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires ; Blest with each talent and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes...
Page 155 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Page 220 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Page 167 - The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; On shining altars of japan they raise The silver lamp ; the fiery spirits blaze : From silver spouts the grateful liquors glide, While China's earth receives the smoking tide: At once they gratify their scent and taste, And frequent cups prolong the rich repast.
Page 445 - Tamed by the cruel season, crowd around The winnowing store, and claim the little boon Which Providence assigns them. One alone, The redbreast, sacred to the household gods, Wisely regardful of th...
Page 159 - Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprise, And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found. And the world's victor stood subdued by sound!
Page 242 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease ; Should such a man too fond to rule alone, Bear like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caused himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer. And without sneering teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Page 166 - In heaps on heaps ; one fate o'erwhelms them all. The Knave of Diamonds tries his wily arts, And wins (oh shameful chance !) the Queen of Hearts. At this, the blood the virgin's cheek forsook, A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look ; She sees, and trembles at th' approaching ill, Just in the jaws of ruin, and codille.
Page 158 - Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is Pride, the never-failing vice of. fools. Whatever nature has in worth denied, , She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Page 169 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...