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Jonathan Swift (Джонатан Свифт)


Epitaph in Berkeley Church-Yard, Gloucestershire


Here lies the Earl of Suffolk's fool,
Men call'd him Dicky Pearce;
His folly served to make folks laugh,
When wit and mirth were scarce.

Poor Dick, alas! is dead and gone,
What signifies to cry?
Dickies enough are still behind,
To laugh at by and by.

Buried, June 18, 1728, aged 63. 



Jonathan Swift's other poems:
  1. Sid Hamet’s Rod
  2. Jack Frenchman’s Lamentation
  3. On Cutting down the Thorn at Market-Hill
  4. On the Posteriors
  5. Louisa to Strephon


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