...cuckoo's note : What bungling, rusty tools, are us'd by fate ! 'Twas in an evil hour to urge my hate, My hate, whose lash just Heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed * ; When man's ill genius to my presence sent This wretch, to rouse rny wrath, for ruin meant ; Who...

...cuckoo's note : What bungling, rusty tools, are us'd by fate ! 'Twas in an evil hour to urge my hate, My hate, whose lash just Heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed * ; When man's ill genius to my presence sent This wretch, to rouse my wrath, for ruin meant j Who...

...cuckoo's note : What bungling, rusty tools, are us'd by fate ! 'Tvvas in an evil hour to urge my hate, My hate, whose lash just Heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed * ; When man's ill genius to my presence sent This wretch, to rouse my wrath, for ruin meant; Who in...

...logic, that we must quote the very words lest we be suspected of having sophisticated the record. " My hate, whose lash just Heaven has long decreed,...think that they rather point to something past, than prophesy any thing future. For I reason thus : These lines plainly imply a consciousness of Swift,...

...cuckoo's note: What bungling, rusty tools, are us'd by fate ! 'Twas in an evil hour to urge my hate. My hate, whose lash just Heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed :* When man's ill genius to my presence sent This wretch, to rouse my wrath, for ruin meant ; Who in...

...addressed to his friend Congreve, shows traces of his satirical genius. He speaks prophetically of My hate, whose lash just heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed. He reviles a wretched cockney upstart who had stirred his bile, and describes his muse amongst the...

...his own capacities, and to a forecast of his own future, and of the terrible power he was to wield; " My hate, whose lash just heaven has long decreed, Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed." The praise is well turned and sincere in which he credits Congreve with "a richer vein and cleaner...

...latest gibberish of the town. This wretched little fop came in an evil hour to provoke Swift's hate, — My hate, whose lash just heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed. And he already applies it with vigour enough to show that with some of the satirist's power he has...

...own capacities, and to a forecast of his own future, and of the terrible power he was to wield ; " My hate, whose lash just heaven has long decreed, Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed." The praise is well turned and sincere in which he credits Congreve with "a richer vein and cleaner...

...to hate, Be that my motto and my fate," — is the burden of his earliest as of his latest poetry. " My hate, whose lash just heaven has long decreed Shall on a day make sin and folly bleed !" Alas ! it hurt himself as much as, or even more than, the fools and sinners ; so that at the end,...