Saturday, September 19, 2015

Daily Dose


From Poetical Works, by Jonathan Swift

FOR AS

"For as he view'd his person round,
Mere mortal flesh was all he found:
His hand, his neck, his mouth, and feet,
Were duly wash'd to keep them sweet;
With other parts that shall be nameless,
The ladies else might think me shameless."

From Strephon and Chloe

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