Jonathan Swift (Джонатан Свифт)
On the Vowels
We are little airy creatures, All of different voice and features; One of us in glass is set, One of us you'll find in jet. T'other you may see in tin, And the fourth a box within. If the fifth you should pursue, It can never fly from you.
Jonathan Swift’s other poems:
- Sid Hamet’s Rod
- Jack Frenchman’s Lamentation
- Louisa to Strephon
- On Cutting down the Thorn at Market-Hill
- The Author upon Himself
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