The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume 1 by Jonathan Swift
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page 88 of 517 (17%)
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A vessel with a double keel:
Which, just like ours, new rigg'd and mann'd, And got about a league from land, By change of wind to leeward side, The pilot knew not how to guide. So tossing faction will o'erwhelm Our crazy double-bottom'd realm. [Footnote 1: The motto on Queen Anne's coronation medal.--_N_.] [Footnote 2: _I.e._, Differing in religion and law.] ON MRS. BIDDY FLOYD; OR, THE RECEIPT TO FORM A BEAUTY. 1707 When Cupid did his grandsire Jove entreat To form some Beauty by a new receipt, Jove sent, and found, far in a country scene, Truth, innocence, good nature, look serene: From which ingredients first the dext'rous boy Pick'd the demure, the awkward, and the coy. The Graces from the court did next provide Breeding, and wit, and air, and decent pride: These Venus cleans'd from ev'ry spurious grain |
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