Hudibras, Band 2

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Charles & Henry Baldwyn, 1819
 

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Seite 246 - This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars...
Seite 16 - But whether both with the same wind, Or one before and one behind, We know not, only this can tell, The one sounds vilely, th' other well ; And therefore vulgar authors name 75 Th' one Good, the other evil Fame.
Seite 177 - But as a dog that turns the spit Bestirs himself, and plies his feet To climb the wheel, but all in vain, His own weight brings him down again: And still he's in the self-same place Where at his setting out he was...
Seite 86 - The sun had long since, in the lap Of Thetis, taken out his nap, And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn From black to red began to turn...
Seite 66 - I'll be torn piece-meal by a horse, Ere I'll take you for better or worse. The Prince of Cambay's daily food Is asp, and basilisk, and toad, Which makes him have so strong a breath, Each night he stinks a queen to death ; Yet I shall rather lie in's arms Than yours on any other terms.
Seite 27 - Some have been beaten till they know What wood a cudgel's of by th' blow ; Some kick'd, until they can feel whether A shoe be Spanish or neat's leather ; And yet have met, after long running, 225 With some whom they have taught that cunning.
Seite 30 - What glories must a whipping have ? Such great achievements cannot fail To cast salt on a woman's tail : For if I thought your nat'ral...
Seite 223 - Twas he that put her in the pit, Before he pull'd her out of it : And as he eats his sons, just so He feeds upon his daughters too : Nor does it follow, 'cause a herald Can make a gentleman, scarce a year old, To be descended of a race Of ancient kings in a small space, That we should all opinions hold Authentic that we can make old.
Seite 54 - She that with poetry is won Is but a desk to write upon ; And what men say of her they mean No more than on the thing they lean. Some with Arabian spices strive 595 T' embalm her cruelly alive ; Or season her, as French cooks use Their haut-gouts, bouilles, or ragouts VOl.
Seite 121 - t happened in a town, There liv'da cobler, and but one, That out of doctrine could cut use, And mend men's lives as well as shoes. This precious brother having slain, In times of peace, an Indian, (Not out of malice, but mere zeal, Because he was an infidel...

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