The Poetical Works of Jonathan Swift; Collated with the Best Editions Volume 1-2

The Poetical Works of Jonathan Swift; Collated with the Best Editions Volume 1-2

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1808 edition. Excerpt: ...scene, and thinks It must be some enchanted grove, And in he leaps, and down he sinks. Two hundred chariots, just bespoke, Are sunk in these devouring waves, The horses drown'd, the harness broke, And here the owners find their graves. Like Pharaoh, by Directors led, They with their spoils went safe before; His chariots, tumbling out the dead, Lay shatter'd on the Red Sea shore. Rais'd up on Hope's aspiring plumes, The young adventurer o'er the deep An eagle's flight and state assumes, And scorns the middle way to keep. On paper wings he takes his flight; With wax the father bound them fast; The wax is melted by the height, And down the towering boy is cast. A moralist might here explain The rashness of the Cretan youth, Describe his fall into the main, And from a fable form a truth. His wings are his paternal rent, He melts his wax at every flame; His credit sunk, his money spent, In Southern Seas he leaves his name. Inform us, yon that best can tell, Why in yon dangerous gulf profound, Where hundreds and where thousands fell, Fools chiefly float, the wise are drown'd? So have I seen from Severn's brink A flock of geese jump down together, Swim where the bird of Jove would sink, And swimming never wet a feather. One fool may from another win, And then get off with money stor'd, But if a sharper once comes in, He throws at all, and sweeps the board. As fishes on each other prey, The great dnes swallowing up the small, So fares it in the Southern Sea, The whale Directors eat up all. When stock is high they come between, Making by second-hand their offers, Then cunningly retire unseen, With each a million in his coffers. So, when upon a moonshine night An ass was drinking at a stream, A cloud arose and stopt the light, By intercepting every beam: more

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  • Paperback | 68 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 141g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • Illustrations, black and white
  • 1236543270
  • 9781236543271