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# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Chr. Donnellan to Jonathan Swift - 2

FROM MR. DONNELLAN.
I HAD the favour of your commands with relation to Mr. Dunkin; and, in pursuance of them, have ​writ to two of my friends among the senior fellows, and recommended his petition, and your request, in the best and strongest manner I was able. I am, upon many accounts, obliged to execute whatever orders you are pleased to give me, with the greatest readiness and cheerfulness possible: which, I assure you, I do on this occasion, and shall think myself very happy if I can any way promote the success of an affair which you wish well to. But, beside the right that you have to command me, I think, Mr. Dunkin's case, as Mrs. Sican has represented it, really very worthy of compassion, and on that account likewise should be very glad I could be of some service to him. To be sure, he acted a very silly and wrong part in marrying, and in the affair of Dr. Cope's daughter; and I fear he has hurt himself very considerably in the opinion of the college by his strange behaviour at the board, without occasion. But I hope all this will be got over, by your appearance in his favour, and that your request will have all that weight with the college that it ought. I reminded my friends (though I hope they had not forgot it) of the considerable services you had done their house at different times, and let them know how much their compliance in this point would oblige you. After this, I think they must be very beasts, if they do not show their gratitude, when they have so fair an opportunity; and idiots, if they neglect purchasing the dean's favour at so cheap a rate. My sister and I were very sorry we had not the pleasure of seeing you the morning we called at the deanery house. We were just then going out of town, and had not another opportunity of taking our leave of you. She desires me to make her compliments to ​you in a very particular manner. We are both exceedingly busy in getting our little house ready, and hope to remove into it next week. I shall not trouble you, sir, with a description of it, but, in a few words, it is really a very sweet little spot, and, though so near a great town, has all the advantages of a complete retirement.
Though I am come among a people that I think you are not very fond of, yet, this I must say in their favour, that they are not such brutes as to be insensible of the dean's merit. Ever since we came down, this town and country rung of your praises, for opposing the reduction of the coin; and they look upon the stop that is likely to be put to that affair, as a second deliverance they owe you.
I hope the late fine weather has contributed to the recovery of your health: I am sure it is what we have all reason to desire the continuance of; and what I beg you will believe, no one more truly and sincerely wishes, with all other happiness, than, sir, your most obedient and obliged humble servant,
CHR. DONNELLAN.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Charles Ford to Jonathan Swift - 14

FROM CHARLES FORD, ESQ.
LONDON, APRIL 14, 1733.
I AM extremely concerned to hear the bad state of your health. I have often wished that you would be more moderate in your walks; for, though riding has always been allowed to be good for a giddy head, I never heard walking prescribed for a strain, or any ailment in the leg; and the violent sweats you put yourself into, are apt to give colds, and I doubt occasion much of your other disorder. I am confident ​you would find yourself better here; and even the journey would be of great use to you. I was vastly pleased to hear my lord mayor talk of the delight he should have in seeing you this year, that he might show you a creature of your own making. He has behaved himself so well in his publick capacity, that whether it be his humility, or his pride, he deserves to be gratified. I could heartily wish your other complaints were as much without foundation, as that of having lost half your memory, and all your invention. I will venture to pronounce you have more left of the first than most men, and of the last than any man now alive. While the excises were depending, you were expected every day; for it was said, Why should he not show as much regard for the liberty of England, as he did for the money of Ireland? I wish you had been here, though the affair, in my opinion, is happily ended. Many people were offended that the bills were dropped, and not rejected, and the authors of the scheme left unpunished. It was absolutely impossible to have carried it otherwise. You have heard sir Robert Walpole, and one or two more coming out of the house, were insulted. A few of that rabble have been seized, with the ringleader, who proves to be a Norfolk man; no enemy to excises, but an entire dependant upon the outraged person. Though the rejoicings were as great, and as universal as ever were known, there was no violence, except the breaking a very few windows, whose owners had shown an untimely thrift of their candles. I foretold Henley what his joking would come to; but the mayor of Southampton immediately printed his real letter, which was short, and extremely proper. His designed oponent at the next election, having voted ​for the excise, will not dare to show himself in the corporation; and Henley, after the division, thanked him for having, by that vote, bestowed him fifteen hundred pounds. *********************
I have great hopes this fine mild weather will set you right, and long to hear you are preparing for your journey. I am most entirely, your grateful, &c.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Charles Ford to Jonathan Swift - 13

FROM CHARLES FORD, ESQ.
LONDON, DEC. 23, 1732.
YESTERDAY I received your letter of the 9th, and am infinitely obliged to you for the constant concern you show for me. I am ashamed to trouble you so much, and so often, in my own affairs; and your great kindness makes me almost ashamed to ask pardon for it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I am very glad to hear the character you give of lord Orrery. He was extremely applauded for a speech he made against the army bill. There is no danger of repealing the test. The court has taken the usual method of gaining the fanatick leaders much against the grain of the body. It is said, the bishop of Salisbury is the chief encourager of them; that the queen spoke to him, and that he answered, He can be besmeared, although they would not suffer him to go the dirty road to Durham. That was the excuse they made him upon the last vacancy of that see. I am extremely proud that lady Acheson does me the honour to remember her humble servant. I heartily wish she could be persuaded to keep good hours, having observed, by many of my acquaintance, that nothing impairs health so much as sitting up late. I often hear from my sister: she writes in quite another strain than she talked, with ​cheerfulness and good nature. I fancy Arsalla has cured the lady of her spleen.
I heartily wish you many new years, with health and happiness; and am, most entirely, &c.
* ↑ Dr. Benjamin Hoadly.
* ↑ The seat of Peter Ludlow, esq., father to the first earl of Ludlow.
* ↑ Nov. 16, 1732, Mr. Gay tells the dean, "I am at last come to London before the family, to follow my own inventions. — If my present object succeeds, you may expect a better account of my fortune a little while after the holidays. But I promise myself nothing." See the preceding letter. He died Dec. 4, only eighteen days after.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 13/From Chr. Donnellan to Jonathan Swift - 1

FROM THE REV. MR. DONNELLAN.
THOUGH I have hitherto forebore troubling you with my acknowledgments for many favours, which very justly demanded them, yet the late application to the duke in my behalf, (which I had an account of from my sister) is such an instance of kindness and regard, as will not suffer me to be silent: I must beg leave to return you my best thanks for it, and at the same time let you know what a thorough and true ​sense I have of your goodness to me, and the great honour you have done me by appearing in my favour. I am sufficiently acquainted with your dislike to recommending, as well as the deserved regard that is paid to your judgment and opinion, to know how to set a proper value on both. And be the success of this affair what it will, I think myself happy in having engaged in it, as it has been the occasion of your showing that you honoured me with some share of your friendship and regard, which will always be my greatest pleasure and praise.
I suppose, sir, you have heard what a handsome mark I have lately received of the bishop of Cloyne's favour, and how handsomely it was given; unasked and unexpected, and without any regard to kindred or application. It is a very good preferment, worth at least 300l. per annum; and is made much more valuable and agreeable, by the manner in which it was bestowed, and especially by coming from a person whom you have an esteem for. I was the other day to view my house, and was much pleased with the situation, which is very pretty and romantick. It stands on the bank of a fine river, in a vale between two ridges of hills, that are very green, pleasant, and woody. Its nearness to Cork (being within four miles of it) would make the deanery of that place a very convenient and desirable addition, and was what induced my friends to think of it for me. What success their applications are likely to meet with, I cannot say: this I am sure of, that I cannot be deprived of the sincere satisfaction I receive from having your interest and good wishes, and shall always retain a most grateful remembrance of them. The bishop of Cloyne desires you will accept of his best services; ​and I beg you will believe me, with the greatest respect, sir, your most obliged and obedient humble servant,
CHR. DONNELLAN.
# The West Wind

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* The West Wind (Bryant) by William Cullen Bryant
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* West Wind, short story by Sophie Kerr in Collier's magazine, Dec 18, 1915
# The West Wind (Bryant)

Beneath the forest's skirts I rest, Whose branching pines rise dark and high, And hear the breezes of the West Among the threaded foliage sigh.
Sweet Zephyr! why that sound of wo? Is not thy home among the flowers? Do not the bright June roses blow, To meet thy kiss at morning hours?
And lo! thy glorious realm outspread Yon stretching valleys, green and gay, And yon free hilltops, o'er whose head The loose white clouds are borne away.
And there the full broad river runs, And many a fount wells fresh and sweet, To cool thee when the mid-day suns Have made thee faint beneath their heat.
Thou wind of joy, and youth, and love; Spirit of the new wakened year! The sun in his blue realm above Smooths a bright path when thou art here.
In lawns the murmuring bee is heard, The wooing ring-dove in the shade; On thy soft breath, the new-fledged bird Takes wing, half happy, half afraid.
Ah! thou art like our wayward race; When not a shade of pain or ill Dims the bright smile of Nature's face, Thou lov'st to sigh and murmur still.
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# The West Wind (Masefield)

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It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries; I never hear the west wind but tears are in my eyes. For it comes from the west lands, the old brown hills, And April's in the west wind, and daffodils.
It's a fine land, the west land, for hearts as tired as mine, Apple orchards blossom there, and the air's like wine. There is cool green grass there, where men may lie at rest, And the thrushes are in song there, fluting from the nest.
"Will you not come home, brother? you have been long away, It's April, and blossom time, and white is the spray; And bright is the sun, brother, and warm is the rain, -­ Will you not come home, brother, home to us again?
The young corn is green, brother, where the rabbits run, It's blue sky, and white clouds, and warm rain and sun. It's song to a man's soul, brother, fire to a man's brain, To hear the wild bees and see the merry spring again.
Larks are singing in the west, brother, above the green wheat, So will ye not come home, brother, and rest your tired feet? I've a balm for bruised hearts, brother, sleep for aching eyes," Says the warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries.
It's the white road westwards is the road I must tread To the green grass, the cool grass, and rest for heart and head, To the violets and the brown brooks and the thrushes' song, In the fine land, the west land, the land where I belong.
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# The West Pakistan Juvenile Smoking (Repeal) Act, 2018

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EXTRAORDINARY PUBLISHED BY AUTHORITY
ISLAMABAD, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 28, 2018
PART I
Acts, Ordinances, President's Orders and Regulations
NATIONAL ASSEMBLY SECRETARIAT
Islamabad, the 27th December, 2018
No. F. 22(21)/2018-Legis. — The following Act of Majlis-e-Shoora (Parliament) received the assent of the Present on the 25th December, 2018, is hereby published for general information:-
ACT NO. XXXIX OF 2018
AN
ACT
To repeal the West Pakistan Juvenile Smoking Ordinance, 1959 to the extent of Islamabad Capital Territory
Whereas, it is expedient to repeal the West Pakistan Juvenile Smoking Ordinance, 1959 (XII of 1959) to the extent of Islamabad Capital Territory:
It is hereby enacted as follows:
​1. Short title and commencement.—(1) This Act may be called the West Pakistan Juvenile Smoking (Repeal) Act, 2018.
    (2) lt shall come into force at once in its applicability to the extent of Islamabad Capital Territory.
2. Repeal.—The West Pakistan Juvenile Smoking Ordinance, 1959 (Ordinance No. XII of 1959) is hereby repealed.
TAHIR HUSSAIN, Secretary.
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# The Western Australian Times/12 December 1876

Further particulars connected with the "Georgette" — We have had an opportunity of personally learning from a youth named Alexander David, ages 13 years, one of the survivors of the unfortunate "Georgette", a few particulars in connection with the foundering of that vessel, which cannot fail to be interesting to a large portion of our readers. It appears that this youth, with his mother who has been unhappily lost, were of the number of those who took to the life boat when the "Georgette" began to fill. In a collision with the steamer while the boat was alongside, the latter, with its living freight on board, seems to have been broken up, and those who sought refuge in her were literally cast upon the waters, some to be mercifully saved, and others to be unhappily lost and mourned over. On the capsizing of the lifeboat, another boat manned by two of the Messrs. Dempsters, passengers by the "Georgette" came to the succor, and by exertions beyond all praise, succeeded in rescuing eight persons, we understand, from a watery grave: according to our informant these are Mrs. Simpson and child, Mrs. Stemmers and two children, cabin boy Nunan, mate of the "Georgette" known as Scotty, and a sailor named Archy. Those lost by the disaster are already known; but happily, one of the number so reported, has turned up. By swimming he enabled to keep afloat until he reached the steamer, when he managed to climb up her side, and thus he eventually reached the shore in safety. Here the survivors were met by a bullock team which conveyed them to the residence of Mr. A. P. Bussell, where they were kindly and hospitably received; and after remaining there for one and two days, they were sent to the Vasse, where they found the "Ione" wating to take to take them to Fremantle. We trust that the noble conduct of Messrs. Dempster will meet with a fitting recognition. Twenty miles at sea, and under the circumstances in which they rendered successful assistance, it would be a difficult matter to say too much in praise of their gallant efforts. We also hear a young lady, Miss Grace Bussell, also distinguished herself by the display of really heroic conduct. She rode alone on horseback into the surf and assisted to drag in one of the boats.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 17/A Gentle Echo on Woman

A GENTLE ECHO ON WOMAN.
in the dorick manner.
Shepherd. ECHO, I ween, will in the woods reply, And quaintly answer questions: shall I try?
Echo. Try.
Shepherd. What must we do our passion to express?
Echo. Press.
Shepherd. How shall I please her who ne'er lov'd before?
Echo. Before.
Shepherd. What most moves women when we them address?
Echo. A dress.
Shepherd. Say, what can keep her chaste, whom I adore?
Echo. A door.
Shepherd. If musick softens rocks, love tunes my lyre.
Echo. Lyar.
Shepherd. Then teach me, Echo, how shall I come by her?
Echo. Buy her.
Shepherd. When bought, no question, I shall be her dear?
Echo. Her deer.
But deer have horns; how must I keep her under?
Echo. Keep her under.
Shepherd. How shall I hold her, ne'er to part asunder?
Echo. A—se under.
Shepherd. But what can glad me, when she's laid on bier?
Echo. Beer.
Shepherd. What must I do, when woman will be kind?
Echo. Be kind.
Shepherd. What must I do, when woman will be cross?
Echo. Be cross.
Shepherd. Lord, what is she, that can so turn and wind?
Echo. Wind.
Shepherd. If she be wind, what stills her when she blows?
Echo. Blows.
Shepherd. But, if she bang again, still should I bang her?
Echo. Bang her.
Shepherd. Is there no way to moderate her anger?
Echo. Hang her.
Shepherd. Thanks, gentle Echo! right thy answers tell What woman is, and how to guard her well.
Echo. Guard her well.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 16/Upon Giving Badges to the Poor

Upon giving Badges to the Poor.
Deanry-House, Sept. 26, 1726.
THE continual concourse of beggars, from all parts of the kingdom to this city, having made it impossible for the several parishes to maintain their own poor, according to the ancient laws of the land; several lord mayors did apply themselves to the lord archbishop of Dublin, that his grace would direct his clergy, and the churchwardens of the said city, to appoint badges of brass, copper, or pewter, to be worn by the poor of the several parishes. The badges to be marked with initial letters of the name of each church, and numbered 1, 2, 3, &c. and to be well ​sewed and fastened on the right and left shoulder of the outward garment of each of the said poor, by which they might be distinguished. And that none of the said poor should go out of their own parish to beg alms; whereof the beadles were to take care.
His grace the lord archbishop did accordingly give his directions to the clergy; which, however, have proved wholly ineffectual, by the fraud, perverseness, or pride, of the said poor; several of them openly protesting, "they will never submit to wear the said badges." And of those who received them, almost every one keep them in their pockets, or hang them in a string about their necks, or fasten them under their coats, not to be seen; by which means the whole design is eluded; so that a man may walk from one end of the town to the other, without seeing one beggar regularly badged, and in such great numbers, that they are a mighty nuisance to the publick, most of them being foreigners.
It is therefore proposed, that his grace the lord archbishop would please to call the clergy of the city together, and renew his directions and exhortations to them, to put the affair of badges effectually in practice, by such methods as his grace and they shall agree upon. And, I think, it would be highly necessary, that some paper should be pasted up, in several proper parts of the city, signifying this order, and exhorting all people to give no alms except to those poor who are regularly badged, and only while they are within the precincts of their own parishes. And if something like this were delivered by the ministers, in the reading-desk, two or three Lord's days successively, it would still be of farther use to put this ​matter upon a right foot. And that all who offend against this regulation be treated as vagabonds and sturdy beggars.
# The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift/Volume 17/A Ballad on Quadrille

A BALLAD ON QUADRILLE.
WRITTEN BY MR. CONGREVE.
I.
WHEN, as Corruption hence did go, And left the nation free; When Ay said Ay, and No said No, Without a place or fee: Then Satan, thinking things went ill, Sent forth his spirit, call'd Quadrille, Quadrille, Quadrille, &c.
II.
Kings, queens, and knaves made up his pack, And four fair suits he wore: His troops they are with red and black All blotch'd and spotted o'er: And ev'ry house, go where you will, Is haunted by the imp Quadrille, &c.
III.
Sure cards he has for ev'ry thing, Which well court-cards they name; And, statesmen like, calls in the king, To help out a bad game: But, if the parties manage ill, The king is forced to lose Codille, &c.
IV.
When two and two were met of old, Though they ne'er meant to marry, They were in Cupid's books enroll'd, And call'd a party quarree: But now, meet when and where you will, A party quarree is Quadrille, &c.
V.
The commoner, and knight, the peer, Men of all ranks and fame, Leave to their wives the only care, To propagate their name; And well that duty they fulfil, When the good husband's at Quadrille, &c.
VI.
When patients lie in piteous case, In comes th' apothecary; And to the doctor cries, alas! Non debes quadrillare. The patient dies without a pill, For why? the doctor's at Quadrille, &c.
VII.
Should France and Spain again grow loud, The Muscovite grow louder; Britain, to curb her neighbours proud, Would want both ball and powder; Must want both sword and gun to kill; For why? the gen'ral's at Quadrille, &c.
VIII.
The king of late drew forth his sword (Thank God 'twas not in wrath) And made of many a 'squire and lord An unwash'd knight of Bath: What are their feats of arms and skill? They're but nine parties at Quadrille, &c.
IX.
A party late at Cambray met, Which drew all Europe's eyes; 'Twas call'd in Post Boy and Gazette The quadruple allies: But somebody took something ill, So broke this party at Quadrille, &c.
X.
And now, God save this noble realm, And God save eke Hanover; And God save those who hold the helm, When as the king goes over: But let the king go where he will, His subjects must play at Quadrille, Quadrille, Quadrille, &c.