A Panegyric Of The Dean In The Person Of A Lady In The North (Jonathan Swift Poems)
Resolved my gratitude to show,Thrice reverend Dean, for all I owe,Too long I have my thanks delay'd;Your favours left too ...
Resolved my gratitude to show,Thrice reverend Dean, for all I owe,Too long I have my thanks delay'd;Your favours left too ...
IN ancient times, as story tells,The saints would often leave their cells,And stroll about, but hide their quality,To try good ...
Well; 'tis as Bickerstaff has guess'd, Though we all took it for a jest: Partridge is dead; nay more, he died Ere he ...
From a town that consists of a church and a steeple,With three or four houses, and as many people,There went ...
The joy of man, the pride of brutes,Domestic subject for disputes,Of plenty thou the emblem fair,Adorn'd by nymphs with all ...
I am jet black, as you may see, The son of pitch and gloomy night:Yet all that know me will agree, I'm ...
As, when a lofty pile is raised, We never hear the workmen praised, Who bring the lime, or place the ...
The Farmer's Goose, who in the Stubble, Has fed without Restraint, or Trouble; Grown fat with Corn and Sitting still, ...
To their Excellencies the Lords Justices of Ireland, The humble petition of Frances Harris, Who must starve and die a ...
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