The Works of Mr. John Gay: In Four Volumes. To which is Added an Account of the Life and Writings of the Author ...James Potts, 1770 - English poetry |
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... heard my difcontent . The Lion crav'd the Fox's art ; The Fox , the Lion's force and heart . The Cock implor'd the Pigeon's flight , Whose wings were rapid , ftrong , and light : The Pigeon ftrength of wing despis'd , And the Cock's ...
... heard my difcontent . The Lion crav'd the Fox's art ; The Fox , the Lion's force and heart . The Cock implor'd the Pigeon's flight , Whose wings were rapid , ftrong , and light : The Pigeon ftrength of wing despis'd , And the Cock's ...
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... blood : But is not man to man a prey ?. Beasts kill for hunger , men for pay . The Bookfeller , who heard him speak , And saw him turn a page of Greek , B 4 Thought , Thought ; what a genius have I found ! Then FA BLE S. 31.
... blood : But is not man to man a prey ?. Beasts kill for hunger , men for pay . The Bookfeller , who heard him speak , And saw him turn a page of Greek , B 4 Thought , Thought ; what a genius have I found ! Then FA BLE S. 31.
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... heard the hiffing Goose . What hideous legs ! what filthy claws ! I fcorn to cenfure little flaws . Then what a horrid fqualing throat ! Ev'n owls are frighted at the note . 11 True . Those are faults , the Peacock cries ; My fcream ...
... heard the hiffing Goose . What hideous legs ! what filthy claws ! I fcorn to cenfure little flaws . Then what a horrid fqualing throat ! Ev'n owls are frighted at the note . 11 True . Those are faults , the Peacock cries ; My fcream ...
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... choiceft gift debarr'd ? Nay , frown not ; for I will be heard . Women of late are finely ridden , A Parrot's privilege forbidden ! You You praise his talk , his fquawling fong ; But FABLE S .. 59 The Scold and the Parrot,
... choiceft gift debarr'd ? Nay , frown not ; for I will be heard . Women of late are finely ridden , A Parrot's privilege forbidden ! You You praise his talk , his fquawling fong ; But FABLE S .. 59 The Scold and the Parrot,
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... , the villain's curs'd , he cries ; And round his neck the halter ties . The Dog his humble fuit preferr'd , And begg'd in justice to be heard . The The mafter fat . On either hand The cited dogs FABLE S. 61 The Cur and the Mastiff,
... , the villain's curs'd , he cries ; And round his neck the halter ties . The Dog his humble fuit preferr'd , And begg'd in justice to be heard . The The mafter fat . On either hand The cited dogs FABLE S. 61 The Cur and the Mastiff,
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