The works of Jonathan Swift, containing additional letters, tracts, and poems, with notes, and a life of the author, by W. Scott, Volume 101814 |
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Page 357 - So spake the false dissembler unperceived; For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to GOD alone, By His permissive will, through heav'n and earth: And oft, though wisdom wake, suspicion sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity Resigns her charge, while goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems...
Page 400 - I'VE often wish'd that I had clear For life six hundred pounds a year, A handsome house to lodge a friend, A river at my garden's end, A terrace walk, and half a rood Of land set out to plant a wood. Well, now I have all this, and more, I ask not to increase my store ; But here a grievance seems to lie, All this is mine but till I die ; I can't but think 'twould sound more c To me and to my heirs for ever.
Page 213 - God promise vow and protest to maintain and defend as far as lawfully I may with my life. Power and Estate the true Reformed Protestant Religion expressed in the Doctrine of the Church of England...
Page 396 - The queen incensed, his services forgot, Leaves him a victim to the vengeful Scot. || Now through the realm a proclamation spread, To fix a price on his devoted head. § While innocent, he scorns ignoble flight; His watchful friends preserve him by a sleight.
Page 402 - And take it kindly meant to show What I desire the world should know. I get a whisper, and withdraw, When twenty fools I never saw Come with petitions fairly penn'd, Desiring i would stand their friend.
Page 233 - And all the men of Judah answered the men of Israel, Because the king is near of kin to us: wherefore then be ye angry for this matter ? have we eaten at all of the king's cost! or hath he given us any gift...
Page 403 - Tis (let me see) three years and more (October next it will be four) Since Harley bid me first attend, And chose me for an humble friend : Would take me in his coach to chat, And question me of this and that ; As, 'What's o'clock?
Page 122 - Erskine, Esq. advocate, Sheriff-depute of the Orkneys, became a Judge of the Court of Session by the title of Lord Kinnedder, and died at Edinburgh in August, 1822.
Page 159 - Dalzid used to express it) to shave and dress like other Christians, to keep the poor bairns out of danger. All this could never prevail on him to part with his beard, but yet in compliance to his majesty, he went once to court in the very height of the fashion: but as soon as the king and those about him had laughed sufficiently at the strange figure he made, he reassumed his usual habit, to the great joy of the boys, who had not discovered him in his fashionable dress.
Page 400 - But only what my station fits, And to be kept in my right wits, Preserve, almighty Providence ! Just what you gave me, competence ; And let me in these shades compose Something in verse as true as prose, Remov'd from all th' ambitious scene, Nor puff'd by pride, nor sunk by spleen.