Jonathan Swift (Джонатан Свифт)

Advice to the Grub Street Verse-writers

Ye poets ragged and forlorn,
Down from your garrets haste;
Ye rhymers, dead as soon as born,
Not yet consign'd to paste;
I know a trick to make you thrive;
O, 'tis a quaint device:
Your still-born poems shall revive,
And scorn to wrap up spice.
Get all your verses printed fair,
Then let them well be dried;
And Curll must have a special care
To leave the margin wide.

1. A Rebus. By Vanessa
2. At Holyhead
3. Dean Swift at Sir Arthur Acheson’s, in the North of Ireland
4. Двенадцать эпиграмм для леди Ачесон. 12 • Twelve Articles Addressed to Lady Acheson. 12
5. Двенадцать эпиграмм для леди Ачесон. 5 • Twelve Articles Addressed to Lady Acheson. 5

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