Jonathan Swift

(30 November 1667 – 19 October 1745 / Dublin)

Jonathan Swift Poems

41. On Time 4/12/2010
42. On The World 4/12/2010
43. On The Vowels 4/12/2010
44. On The Posteriors 4/12/2010
45. On The Moon 4/12/2010
46. On The Gallows 4/12/2010
47. On The Five Senses 4/12/2010
48. On Stephen Duck, The Thresher, And Favourite Poet. A Quibbl 4/12/2010
49. On Stella's Birth-Day, 1719 1/3/2003
50. On Snow 4/12/2010
51. On Ink 4/12/2010
52. On Himself 4/12/2010
53. On Gold 4/12/2010
54. On Cutting Down The Thorn At Market-Hill 4/12/2010
55. On An Ill-Managed House 4/12/2010
56. On A Very Old Glass At Market-Hill 4/12/2010
57. On A Shadow In A Glass 4/12/2010
58. On A Pen 4/12/2010
59. On A Pair Of Dice 4/12/2010
60. On A Horn 4/12/2010
61. On A Corkscrew 4/12/2010
62. On A Circle 4/12/2010
63. On A Cannon 4/12/2010
64. On A Candle 4/12/2010
65. My Lady’s Lamantation And Complaint Against The Dean 4/12/2010
66. Mutton 4/12/2010
67. Mrs Frances Haris's Petition 4/12/2010
68. Mr. William Crowe’s Address To Her Majesty, Turned Into Metre 4/12/2010
69. Market Women’s Cries 4/12/2010
70. Louisa To Strephon 4/12/2010
71. Lines Written Extempore On Mr. Harley’s Being Stabbed, And Addressed To His Physician, 1710-11 4/12/2010
72. Lady Acheson Weary Of The Dean 4/12/2010
73. Jack Frenchman’s Lamentation 4/12/2010
74. Horace, Epist. I, Vii Imitation Of Horace To Lord Oxford 4/12/2010
75. Fontinella To Florinda 4/12/2010
76. Epitaph In Berkeley Church-Yard, Gloucestershire 4/12/2010
77. Elegy Upon Tiger 1/3/2003
78. Elegy On Partridge 4/12/2010
79. Dingley And Brent 4/12/2010
80. Death And Daphne 4/12/2010
Best Poem of Jonathan Swift

A Beautiful Young Nymph Going To Bed

Corinna, Pride of Drury-Lane,
For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain;
Never did Covent Garden boast
So bright a batter'd, strolling Toast;
No drunken Rake to pick her up,
No Cellar where on Tick to sup;
Returning at the Midnight Hour;
Four Stories climbing to her Bow'r;
Then, seated on a three-legg'd Chair,
Takes off her artificial Hair:
Now, picking out a Crystal Eye,
She wipes it clean, and lays it by.
Her Eye-Brows from a Mouse's Hide,
Stuck on with Art on either Side,
Pulls off with Care, and first displays 'em,
Then in a Play-Book smoothly ...

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The Place Of The Damned

All folks who pretend to religion and grace,
Allow there's a HELL, but dispute of the place:
But, if HELL may by logical rules be defined
The place of the damned -I'll tell you my mind.
Wherever the damned do chiefly abound,
Most certainly there is HELL to be found:
Damned poets, damned critics, damned blockheads, damned knaves,
Damned senators bribed, damned prostitute slaves;
Damned lawyers and judges, damned lords and damned squires;

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