Fables

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Simpkin and Company, 1849 - English poetry - 212 pages
 

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Page 11 - This piece was received with greater applause than was ever known. Besides being acted in London sixty-three days without interruption, and renewed the next season with equal applause, it spread into all the great towns of England ; was played in many places to the thirtieth and fortieth time ; at Bath and Bristol fifty, &c.
Page 11 - We were all, at the first night of it, in great uncertainty of the event ; till we were very much encouraged by overhearing the duke of Argyle, who sat in the next box to us, say ' It will do — it must do ! I see it in the eyes of them.
Page 113 - She now the trotting Calf address'd, To save from death a friend distress'd, ' Shall I,' says he, ' of tender age, In this important care engage ? Older and abler passed you by ; How strong are those ! how weak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence.
Page 11 - He began on it ; and when first he mentioned it to Swift, the doctor did not much like the project. As he carried it on, he showed what he wrote to both of us, and we now and then gave a correction, or a word or two of advice ; but it was wholly of his own writing. — When it was done, neither of us thought it would succeed. We showed it to Congreve ; who, after reading it over, said, it would either take greatly, or be damned confoundedly.
Page ii - Who can observe the careful ant, And not provide for future want? My dog (the trustiest of his kind) With gratitude inflames my mind : I mark his true, his faithful way, And in my service copy Tray...
Page 113 - of tender age, In this important care engage? Older and abler passed you by ; How strong are those, how weak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence. Excuse me, then. You know my heart. But dearest friends, alas ! must part ! How shall we all lament : Adieu ! For see, the hounds are just in view.
Page 48 - The horseshoe's nail'd (each threshold's guard). The stunted broom the wenches hide, For fear that I should up and ride ; They stick with pins my bleeding seat, And bid me show my secret teat.
Page 112 - your back ascend, And owe my safety to a friend. You know my feet betray my flight ; To friendship every burden's light." The Horse replied: " Poor honest Puss, It grieves my heart to see thee thus; Be comforted ; relief is near, For all your friends are in the rear.
Page 155 - Tis he (his own and people's cause) Protects their properties and laws : Thus they their honest toil employ, And with content the fruits enjoy. In every rank, or great or small, 'Tis industry supports us all.
Page 111 - Behind she hears the hunter's cries, And from the deep-mouthed thunder flies* She starts, she stops, she pants for breath; She hears the near advance of death; She doubles, to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy...

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