The Works of Dr Jonathan Swift, Dean of St Patrick's, Dublin. In Thirteen Volumes. ...John Donadlson [sic], London, 1774 |
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... hands of a lady , a worthy and judicious relation of the Dean's . This a mistake , not in hers , but in fome o- ther fafe hands 128 130 132 XC . Dr Swift to his uncle William Swift , Nov. 29. 1692 135 XCI . The fame to his coufin Deane ...
... hands of a lady , a worthy and judicious relation of the Dean's . This a mistake , not in hers , but in fome o- ther fafe hands 128 130 132 XC . Dr Swift to his uncle William Swift , Nov. 29. 1692 135 XCI . The fame to his coufin Deane ...
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... hands , laying all detraction in the duft.- Í find myself difpofed every year , or rather every month , to be more angry and revengeful ; and my rage is fo ig- noble , that it defcends even to refent the folly and bafeness of the ...
... hands , laying all detraction in the duft.- Í find myself difpofed every year , or rather every month , to be more angry and revengeful ; and my rage is fo ig- noble , that it defcends even to refent the folly and bafeness of the ...
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... hand at dafhing out a character by great ftrokes , and at the fame time a delicate one at fine touches . God forbid you fhould draw mine , if I were conscious of any guilt : but if I were confci- ous only of folly , God fend it ! for as ...
... hand at dafhing out a character by great ftrokes , and at the fame time a delicate one at fine touches . God forbid you fhould draw mine , if I were conscious of any guilt : but if I were confci- ous only of folly , God fend it ! for as ...
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... hands , an original * . His fole complaint is , that he finds it too eafy in the execution . This flatters his laziness ; it flatters my judgement , who always thought , that ( univerfal as his talents are ) this is eminently and ...
... hands , an original * . His fole complaint is , that he finds it too eafy in the execution . This flatters his laziness ; it flatters my judgement , who always thought , that ( univerfal as his talents are ) this is eminently and ...
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... hand , or my affection to my correfpondents on the other . Now , as I love you better than most I have ever met with ... hands , and how gloriously they would fall fhort of every ingenious reader's expectations ? You can't imagine what a ...
... hand , or my affection to my correfpondents on the other . Now , as I love you better than most I have ever met with ... hands , and how gloriously they would fall fhort of every ingenious reader's expectations ? You can't imagine what a ...
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