Jonathan Swift
Poems (3)
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The Vowels: An Enigma
We are little airy creatures, / All of different voice and features; … -
Time: An Enigma
Ever eating, never cloying, / All-devouring, all-destroying, … -
Tonis ad Resto Mare
Air: “o Mary, heave a sigh for me.” / O MARE æva si forme; …