The Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Dean of St. Patrick's, Dublin, Volume 11

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C. Bathurst, C. Davis, C. Hitch and L. Hawes, J. Hodges, R. and J. Dodsley, and W. Bowyer., 1755

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Page 56 - ... quite taken away the use of their reason. In other instances it is odd to consider, that for want of common discretion, the very end of good breeding is wholly perverted ; and civility, intended to make us easy, is employed in laying chains and fetters upon us, in debarring us of our wishes, and in crossing our most reasonable desires and inclinations.
Page 19 - It is certainly the best ingredient toward that kind of satire which is most useful, and gives the least offence ; which, instead of lashing, laughs men out of their follies and vices ; and is the character that gives Horace the preference to Juvenal.
Page 57 - I should drink it off; for she was sure it would do me good after coming out of the cold air; and I was forced to obey, which absolutely took away my stomach.
Page 319 - And whether one member suffer, all the members suffer with it; or one member be honoured, all the members rejoice with it.
Page 58 - I desired at my usual hour to go to my repose, and was conducted to my chamber by the gentleman, his lady, and the whole train of children. They importuned me to drink something before I went to bed ; and, upon my refusing...
Page 20 - I demand whether I have not as good a Title to Laugh, as Men have to be Ridiculous, and to expose Vice, as another hath to be Vicious.
Page 96 - A Complete Collection of Genteel and Ingenious Conversation, according to the most Polite mode and method now used at Court and in the best Companies of England.
Page 59 - ... which he told me would save half a mile's riding. This last piece of civility had like to have cost me dear, being once or twice in danger of my neck by leaping over his ditches, and at last forced to alight in the dirt, when my horse, having slipped his bridle, ran away, and took us up more than an hour to recover him again.
Page 57 - Bickerstaff (says the lady), you must eat a wing, to oblige me ; ' and so put a couple upon my plate. I was persecuted at this rate during the whole meal; as. often as I called for small beer, the master tipped the wink, and the servant brought me a brimmer of October.
Page 225 - My lord, it is better to be out of the world than out of the fashion.

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