Jonathan Swift

I warrant you lay abed till the cows came home.

I warrant you lay abed till the cows came home.

May you live all the days of your life.

May you live all the days of your life.

A prince, the moment he is crown'd,
Inherits every virtue sound,
As emblems of the sovereign power,
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A prince, the moment he is crown'd,
Inherits every virtue sound,
As emblems of the sovereign power,
Like other baubles in the Tower:
Is generous, valiant, just, and wise,
And so continues till he dies.

The rolling fictions grow in strength and size,
Each author adding to the former lies.

The rolling fictions grow in strength and size,
Each author adding to the former lies.

Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.

Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others.