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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426354" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Death And Daphne</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death went upon a solemn day<br>At Pluto's hall his court to pay;<br>The phantom having humbly kiss'd<br>His grisly monarch's sooty fist,<br>Presented him the weekly bills<br>Of doctors, fevers, plagues, and pills.<br>Pluto, observing since the peace<br>The burial article decrease,<br>And vex'd to see affairs miscarry,<br>Declared in council Death must marry;<br>Vow'd he no longer could support<br>Old bachelors about his court;<br>The interest of his realm had need<br>That Death should get a numerous breed;<br>Young deathlings, who, by practice made<br>Proficient in their father's trade,<br>With colonies might stock around<br>His large dominions under ground.<br>A consult of coquettes below<br>Was call'd, to rig him out a beau;<br>From her own head Megaera takes<br>A periwig of twisted snakes:<br>Which in the nicest fashion curl'd,<br>(Like toupees of this upper world)<br>With flower of sulphur powder'd well,<br>That graceful on his shoulders fell;<br>An adder of the sable kind<br>In line direct hung down behind:<br>The owl, the raven, and the bat,<br>Clubb'd for a feather to his hat:<br>His coat, a usurer's velvet pall,<br>Bequeath'd to Pluto, corpse and all.<br>But, loath his person to expose<br>Bare, like a carcass pick'd by crows,<br>A lawyer, o'er his hands and face<br>Stuck artfully a parchment case.<br>No new flux'd rake show'd fairer skin;<br>Nor Phyllis after lying in.<br>With snuff was fill'd his ebon box,<br>Of shin-bones rotted by the pox.<br>Nine spirits of blaspheming fops,<br>With aconite anoint his chops;<br>And give him words of dreadful sounds,<br>G—d d—n his blood! and b—d and w—ds!'<br>Thus furnish'd out, he sent his train<br>To take a house in Warwick-lane:<br>The faculty, his humble friends,<br>A complimental message sends:<br>Their president in scarlet gown<br>Harangued, and welcomed him to town.<br>But Death had business to dispatch;<br>His mind was running on his match.<br>And hearing much of Daphne's fame,<br>His majesty of terrors came,<br>Fine as a colonel of the guards,<br>To visit where she sat at cards;<br>She, as he came into the room,<br>Thought him Adonis in his bloom.<br>And now her heart with pleasure jumps,<br>She scarce remembers what is trumps;<br>For such a shape of skin and bone<br>Was never seen except her own.<br>Charm'd with his eyes, and chin, and snout,<br>Her pocket-glass drew slily out;<br>And grew enamour'd with her phiz,<br>As just the counterpart of his.<br>She darted many a private glance,<br>And freely made the first advance;<br>Was of her beauty grown so vain,<br>She doubted not to win the swain;<br>Nothing she thought could sooner gain him,<br>Than with her wit to entertain him.<br>She ask'd about her friends below;<br>This meagre fop, that batter'd beau;<br>Whether some late departed toasts<br>Had got gallants among the ghosts?<br>If Chloe were a sharper still<br>As great as ever at quadrille?<br>(The ladies there must needs be rooks,<br>For cards, we know, are Pluto's books.)<br>If Florimel had found her love,<br>For whom she hang'd herself above?<br>How oft a-week was kept a ball<br>By Proserpine at Pluto's hall?<br>She fancied those Elysian shades<br>The sweetest place for masquerades;<br>How pleasant on the banks of Styx,<br>To troll it in a coach and six!<br>What pride a female heart inflames?<br>How endless are ambition's aims:<br>Cease, haughty nymph; the Fates decree<br>Death must not be a spouse for thee;<br>For, when by chance the meagre shade<br>Upon thy hand his finger laid,<br>Thy hand as dry and cold as lead,<br>His matrimonial spirit fled;<br>He felt about his heart a damp,<br>That quite extinguished Cupid's lamp:<br>Away the frighted spectre scuds,<br>And leaves my lady in the suds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Swift">Jonathan Swift</a><div class=q>
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At Pluto's hall his court to pay;
The phantom having humbly kiss'd
His grisly monarch's sooty fist,
Presented him the weekly bills
Of doctors, fevers, plagues, and pills.
Pluto, observing since the peace
The burial art..."></div>
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