The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift, D.D., Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin, Volume 1

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J. Johnson, J. Nichols, R. Baldwin, Otridge and Son, J. Sewell, F. and C. Rivington, T. Payne, R. Faulder, G. and J. Robinson, R. Lea, J. Nunn, W. Cuthell, T. Egerton, ... [and 12 others], 1801
 

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Page 319 - But what success Vanessa met Is to the world a secret yet. Whether the nymph, to please her swain, Talks in a high romantic strain; Or whether he at last descends To act with less seraphic ends ; Or, to compound the business, whether They temper love and books together ; Must never to mankind be told, Nor shall the conscious Muse unfold.
Page 495 - That's very strange ; but. if you had not supped, I must have got something for you. Let me see, what should' I have had ? A couple of lobsters; ay, that would have done very •well; two shillings; tarts, a shilling; but you will drink a glass of wine with me, though you supped so much before your usual time only to spare my pocket ?' ' No, we had rather talk with you than drink with you.
Page 43 - than I can say; I never remember any weather that was not too hot, or too cold; too wet, or too dry; but, however God Almighty contrives it, at the end of the year 'tis all very well.
Page 282 - A father, and the nymph his child. That innocent delight he took To see the virgin mind her book, Was but the master's secret joy In school to hear the finest boy.
Page 310 - Sometimes you strike me with that prodigious awe I tremble with fear; at other times a charming compassion shines through your countenance, which revives my soul.
Page 295 - Love why do we one passion call, When 'tis a compound of them all ? Where hot and cold, where sharp and sweet, In all their equipages meet; Where pleasures mix'd with pains appear, Sorrow with joy, and hope with fear; Wherein his dignity and age Forbid Cadenus to engage.
Page 161 - I have not tired you tete-d-tete, fling away so much time upon one who loves you. And I believe, in the mass of souls, ours were placed near each other. I send you an imitation of Dryden, as I went to Kensington : To serve with love, And shed your blood, Approved is above. But here below, Th' examples show, 'Tis fatal to be good.
Page 294 - By magic spells the harmless maid : And every beau would have his jokes, That scholars were like other folks ; And when Platonic flights were over. The tutor turn'da mortal lover ! So tender of the young and fair ! It show'da true paternal care — Five thousand guineas in her purse ! The doctor might have fancy'd worse.
Page 326 - A sweetness above all perfumes : From whence a cleanliness remains Incapable of outward stains : From whence that decency of mind, So lovely in the female kind, Where not one careless thought intrudes, Less' modest than the speech of prudes ; Where never blush was call'd in aid, That spurious virtue in a maid, A virtue but at second-hand ; They blush because they understand.
Page 74 - We are plagued here with an October club ; that is, a set of above a hundred parliamentmen of the country, who drink October beer at home, and meet every evening at a tavern near the parliament, to consult affairs, and drive things on to extremes against the whigs, to call the old ministry to account, and get off five or six heads.

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