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Fables by the Late Mr. Gay, Vol. 2 (Classic Reprint)
Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2018
attend bear beasts beauty beneath bird blood born court creature cries daily dare disgrace ends ev'ry eyes FABLE FABLE face fame fate fays flies foes fool gain give gold grant grew grow hand hate hath head hear heard heart heav'n Hence honest honour hope hour human kind kings knaves knew known land laws light Lion lise lord lost mankind mean merit mind minister morning nature ne'er never night o'er once plain play pow'r praise pride proud pursue race replies rest reward rise round says scorn sear share sight sind sire sirst spoke stand strength sure tell thee thing Think thou thought toil tongue trade train true trust truth turns various vice virtue wealth wise wood
Side 1 - The daily labours of the bee Awake my soul to industry : Who can observe the careful ant, And not provide for future want ? 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.
Side 103 - His hand expos'da box of pills, And a loud laugh proclaim'd his ills. A counter, in a miser's hand, Grew twenty guineas at command.
Side 106 - Shall then our nobler jaws submit To foam and champ the galling bit? Shall haughty man my back bestride ? Shall the sharp spur provoke my side ? Forbid it Heavens ! Reject the rein ; Your shame, your infamy, disdain. Let him...
Side 36 - But use them for your private ends ; Stint not to truth the flow of wit, Be prompt to lie, whene'er .tis fit ; Bend all your force to spatter merit ; Scandal is conversation's spirit ; Boldly to ev'ry thing pretend, And men your talents shall commend.
Side 122 - 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.
Side 66 - Reduc'da family to need, My will hath made the world amends ; My hope on charity depends. When I am number'd with the dead, And all my pious gifts are read, By heaven and earth 'twill then be known My charities were amply shown.
Side 89 - tis true) Bounce from the fire a coffin flew. Next post some fatal news shall tell.
Side 124 - of tender age, In this important care engage? Older and abler pass'd you by; How strong are those ! how weak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence. Excuse me, then. You know my heart, But dearest friends, alas ! must part. How shall we all lament ! Adieu ! For see, the hounds are just in view.