The Revolution At Market-Hill (Jonathan Swift Poems)
From distant regions Fortune sendsAn odd triumvirate of friends;Where Phoebus pays a scanty stipend,Where never yet a codling ripen'd:Hither the ...
From distant regions Fortune sendsAn odd triumvirate of friends;Where Phoebus pays a scanty stipend,Where never yet a codling ripen'd:Hither the ...
A WONDERFUL age Is now on the stage:I'll sing you a song, if I can, How modern Whigs, Dance forty-one jigs,But God bless ...
If, dearest Dismal, you for once can dineUpon a single dish, and tavern wine,Toland to you this invitation sends,To eat ...
Of all inhabitants on earth,To man alone I owe my birth,And yet the cow, the sheep, the bee,Are all my ...
When Naboth's vineyard look'd so fine,The king cried out, "Would this were mine!"And yet no reason could prevailTo bring the ...
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