Of all inhabitants on earth,
To man alone I owe my birth,
And yet the cow, the sheep, the bee,
Are all my parents more than he:
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i sense a human and godlike personality, born of man and woman.quite captivating language
He makes phrases with whom few can compare. I will continue to read him for years.
Yet I perish in my prime, Seldom by the death of time; Die like lovers as they gaze, Die for those I live to please; ....... Nor warm the fair for whom I burn: ..... Die like all that look on you.
Great satirical poem by Jonathan Swift. Congratulations being chosen as The Classic Poem of The day. TOP Marks for this poem