Hudibras, in Three Parts: Written in the Time of the Late Wars, Band 1

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Robert and Andrew Foulis, 1774 - 476 Seiten
 

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Seite 4 - He'd undertake to prove by force Of argument, a man's no horse; He'd prove a buzzard is no fowl, And that a lord may be an owl; A calf an alderman, a goose a justice, And rooks committee-men and trustees.
Seite 4 - For rhetoric, he could not ope His mouth, but out there flew a trope; And when he happened to break off I' th' middle of his speech, or cough, H...
Seite 1 - Th' adventure of the bear and fiddle Is sung, but breaks off in the middle. When civil fury first grew high, And men fell out, they knew not why; When hard words, jealousies, and fears, Set folks together by the ears...
Seite 153 - 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 8 - For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Seite 132 - To bid me not to love, Is to forbid my pulse to move, My beard to grow, my ears to prick up, Or (when I'm in a fit) to hickup.
Seite 6 - He understood b' implicit faith : Whatever sceptic could inquire for, For every why he had a wherefore ; Knew more than forty of them do, As far as words and terms could go ; All which he understood by rote, And, as occasion serv'd, would quote ; No matter whether right or wrong, They might be either said or sung.
Seite 2 - t has been held by many, that As Montaigne, playing with his cat, Complains she thought him but an ass, Much more she would Sir Hudibras.
Seite 14 - This sword a dagger had, his page, That was but little for his age...
Seite 20 - He took her naked, all alone, Before one rag of form was on. The Chaos, too, he had descried, And seen quite through, or else he lied; Not that of pasteboard, which men show For groats, at fair of Barthol'mew, But its great grandsire, first o...

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