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... says fhe , I grant your years Have reach'd beyond a Mother's cares . I fee you vig'rous , ftrong , and bold ; I hear with joy your triumphs told . ' Tis not from Cocks thy fate I dread ; But let thy ever - wary tread Avoid BIBLIOTHE ...
... says fhe , I grant your years Have reach'd beyond a Mother's cares . I fee you vig'rous , ftrong , and bold ; I hear with joy your triumphs told . ' Tis not from Cocks thy fate I dread ; But let thy ever - wary tread Avoid BIBLIOTHE ...
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John Gay. Say , good Sir , is it fit or right To treat me with neglect and flight ? Me , who contribute to your chear , And raise your Mirth with ale and beer Why thus infulted , thus difgrac'd , And that vile Dunghill near me plac'd ...
John Gay. Say , good Sir , is it fit or right To treat me with neglect and flight ? Me , who contribute to your chear , And raise your Mirth with ale and beer Why thus infulted , thus difgrac'd , And that vile Dunghill near me plac'd ...
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... Say , friend , what care Calls for thy honeft labour there ? The Clown , with furly voice replies ,. Vengeance aloud for juftice cries . This kite , by daily rapine fed , My hens annoy , my turkeys dread , At length his forfeit life ...
... Say , friend , what care Calls for thy honeft labour there ? The Clown , with furly voice replies ,. Vengeance aloud for juftice cries . This kite , by daily rapine fed , My hens annoy , my turkeys dread , At length his forfeit life ...
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... says he , Who gave all these to pleasure me ! When bord'ring pinks and rofes bloom , And ev'ry garden breathes perfume ; When peaches glow with funny dyes , Like LAURA's cheek , when blushes rife ; When with huge figs the branches bend ...
... says he , Who gave all these to pleasure me ! When bord'ring pinks and rofes bloom , And ev'ry garden breathes perfume ; When peaches glow with funny dyes , Like LAURA's cheek , when blushes rife ; When with huge figs the branches bend ...
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bafe beafts Befides bird bofom breaſt cafe clown confcience court courtiers creature cries cry'd curs'd dare difgrace envy Ev'n ev'ry eyes FABLE FABLE fafe faid fame fav'rite fays fcorn feaft fecret feem feen fhall fhare fhould fide fight fince firft flander flatt'ry flaves flies foes folemn fome fool ftands ftate ftill ftrength ftrong fuch fupply'd fure grew hand happineſs hate hath heart heav'n honeft honour hour Jove juft juſt kings knaves knew learning lefs lion loft mankind merit mind minifter moft muft muſt ne'er never o'er plain pleaſure PLUTUS pow'r praiſe pride profe purſue race rais'd reft reply'd Reynard rife rofe ſhall ſhare ſhown ſkill ſtate thee thefe theſe Think thofe thoſe thou thouſand toil tongue truft turkeys Twas vex'd virtue Whene'er whofe wife
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Page 80 - He rais'd his head with whining moan, And thus was heard the feeble tone : ' Ah ! sons ! from evil ways depart ; My crimes lie heavy on my heart. See, see the murder'd geese appear ! Why are those bleeding turkeys there ? Why all around this cackling train, Who haunt my ears for chicken slain?
Page 132 - Friendship, like love, is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, whom many fathers share, Hath seldom known a father's care. Tis thus in friendships; who depend On many, rarely find a friend.
Page 100 - I'll read my fable. Betwixt her swagging panniers load A farmer's wife to market rode, And, jogging on, with thoughtful care Summ'd up the profits of her ware ; When, starting from her silver dream, Thus far and wide was heard her scream : That raven on yon left-hand oak (Curse on his ill-betiding croak !) Bodes me no good.
Page 112 - This magic looking-glass," she cries, (" There, hand it round) will charm your eyes " : Each eager eye the sight desired, And ev'ry man himself admired.
Page 130 - Or crawls beside the coral grove, And hears the ocean roll above ; "Nature is too profuse...
Page 104 - JOVE smiles, and grants his full request. The first, a miser at the heart, Studious of ev'ry griping art, Heaps hoards on hoards with anxious pain, And all his life devotes to gain ; He feels no joy, his cares...
Page 38 - FABLE XI. THE PEACOCK, THE TURKEY, AND THE GOOSE. TN beauty faults conspicuous grow; The smallest speck is seen on snow. As near a barn, by hunger led, A Peacock with the poultry fed; All view'd him with an envious eye, And mock'd his gaudy pageantry. He, conscious of superior merit, Contemns their base reviling spirit; His state and dignity assumes, And to the sun displays his plumes; Which, like the heav'n's o'erarching skies, Are spangled with a thousand eyes.
Page 118 - At once displays his babbling throat ; The pack, regardless of the note, Pursue the scent ; with louder strain He .still persists to vex the train.
Page 9 - 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 - tis a counter now again. A guinea with her touch you see Take every shape but Charity ; And not one thing you saw, or drew, But chang'd from what was first in view. The Juggler now, in grief of heart, With this...