The Poetical Works of John Gay: Including 'Polly', 'The Beggar's Opera' and Selections from the Other Dramatic Work

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Oxford University Press, H. Milford, 1926 - 700 עמודים

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עמוד 29 - Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
עמוד 42 - I'll speed me to the pond, where the high stool On the long plank hangs o'er the muddy pool, That stool, the dread of every scolding quean.
עמוד 636 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
עמוד xviii - REMOTE from cities liv'da swain, ./ . Unvex'd with all the cares of gain: /(', " His head was silver'd o'er with age, And long experience made him sage; In summer's heat and winter's cold, He fed his flock and penn'd the fold...
עמוד 236 - From nature too I take my rule, To shun contempt and ridicule. I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. Can grave and formal pass for wise, When men the solemn owl despise? My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks much, must talk in vain.
עמוד 237 - Go on ; the height of good attain, Nor let a nation hope in vain : For hence we justly may presage The virtues of a riper age.
עמוד 490 - Mint; listed not above a Month ago, a promising sturdy Fellow, and diligent in his way; somewhat too bold and hasty, and may raise good Contributions on the Publick, if he does not cut himself short by Murder. Tom Tipple, a guzzling soaking Sot, who is always too drunk to stand himself, or to make others stand. A Cart is absolutely necessary for him. Robin of Bagshot, alias Gorgon, alias Bluff Bob, alias Carbuncle, alias Bob Booty.
עמוד 269 - I knew; Now grateful man rewards my pains, And gives me all these wide domains. At will I crop the year's increase; My latter life is rest and peace. I grant to man we lend our pains, And aid him to correct the plains; But doth not he divide the care, Through all the labours of the year? How many thousand structures rise, To fence us from inclement skies ! For us he bears the sultry day, And stores up all our winter's hay. He sows, he reaps the harvest's gain; We share the toil, and share the grain....
עמוד 274 - And from the deep-mouth'd 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 round, Till, fainting in the public way, Half dead with fear she gasping lay. What transport in her bosom grew, When first the Horse appear'd in view! ' Let me, (says she) your back ascend, And owe my safety to a friend.
עמוד 53 - How pedlars' stalls with glitt'ring toys are laid, The various fairings of the country maid. Long silken laces hang upon the twine, And rows of pins and amber bracelets shine ; How the tight lass, knives, combs, and scissors spies, And looks on thimbles with desiring eyes. Of lott'ries next with tuneful note he told, Where silver spoons are won, and rings of gold.

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