THE MOST EXTENSIVE
ON THE INTERNET
My tongue within my lips I rein:
For who talks much must talk in vain.
- Introduction to the Fables (pt. I, l. 57)
In every rank, or great or small,
'Tis industry supports us all.
- Man, Cat, Dog, and Fly (l. 63) [Work]
Life is a jest, and all things show it,
I thought so once, but now I know it.
- My Own Epitaph [Epitaphs]
Dead as a door nail.
- New Song of New Similes [Death]
Who friendship with a knave hath made,
Is judg'd a partner in the trade.
- Old Woman and Her Cats
[Friendship : Proverbs]
'Tis thus that on the choice of friends
Our good or evil name depends.
- Old Woman and Her Cats (pt. I) [Friends]
Why does the rose her grateful fragrance yield,
And yellow cowslips paint the smiling field?
- Panthea (l. 71) [Flowers]
Love, then, hath every bliss in store;
'Tis friendship, and 'tis something more.
Each other every wish they give;
Not to know love is not to live.
- Plutus, Cupid and Time (l. 135) [Love]
For he as studious--of his ease.
- Poems on Several Occasions (II, 49),
(ed. 1752) [Study]
When if or chance or hunger's powerful sway
Directs the roving trout this fatal way,
He greedily sucks in the twining bait,
And tugs and nibbles the fallacious meat.
Now, happy fisherman; now twitch the line!
How thy rod bends! behold, the prize is thine!
- Rural Sports (canto I, l. 150) [Fishing]
To frame the little animal, provide
All the gay hues that wait on female pride:
Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire
The shining belles of the fly require;
The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail,
Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail.
- Rural Sports (canto I, l. 177) [Peacocks]
The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies.
- Rural Sports (canto I, l. 82) [Bees]
What happiness the rural maid attends,
In cheerful labour while each day she spends!
She gratefully receives what Heav'n has sent,
And, rich in poverty, enjoys content.
- Rural Sports (canto II, l. 148)
Soon as Aurora drives away the night,
And edges eastern clouds with rosy light,
The healthy huntsman, with the cheerful horn,
Summons the dogs, and greets the dappled morn.
- Rural Sports (canto II, l. 93) [Chase]
Whence is thy learning? Hath thy toil
O'er books consum'd the midnight oil?
- Shepherd and Philosopher (l. 15)
An open foe may prove a curse,
But a pretended friend is worse.
- Shepherd's Dog and the Wolf (l. 33)
My new straw hat that's trimly lin'd with green,
Let Peggy wear.
- Shepherd's Week--Friday (l. 125) [Hatters]
Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows,
Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.
- Shepherd's Week--Monday (l. 43)
Fair is the marigold, for pottage meet.
- Shepherd's Week--Monday (l. 46)
The sun was set; the night came on apace,
And falling dews bewet around the place;
The bat takes airy rounds on leathern wings,
And the hoarse owl his woeful dirges sings.
- Shepherd's Week--Wednesday; or, The Dumps
They'll tell thee, sailors, when away,
In every post a mistress find.
- Sweet William's Fareware [Wives]
"Adieu," she cries, and waved her lily hand.
- Sweet William's Farewell to Black-eyed Susan
All in the Downs are fleet was moor'd.
- Sweet William's Farewell to Black-Eyed Susan
How many saucy airs we meet,
From Temple Bar to Aldgate street!
- The Barley-Mow and Dunghill (l. 1)
Over the hills and far away.
- The Beggar's Opera (act I, sc. 1)
Displaying page 5 of 7 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4  6 7
Support GIGA. Buy something from Amazon.