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    A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained
    A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained
    A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained
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    A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained

    By Jonathan Swift

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    Jonathan Swift's 'A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained' is a satirical masterpiece that tackles societal issues through absurd proposals and humorous anecdotes. The book consists of two separate essays, with 'A Modest Proposal' suggesting that impoverished Irish families should sell their children as food to the wealthy, critiquing the English exploitation of Ireland. 'The Benefits of Farting Explained' explores the taboo subject of flatulence with a mix of scientific reasoning and witty humor, challenging societal norms. Swift's writing style is sharp, ironic, and thought-provoking, making readers reflect on the absurdity of the world. Both essays showcase Swift's mastery of satire and his ability to critique politics and society with clever allegories and biting commentary. Jonathan Swift, a renowned Irish author and satirist, was known for his sharp wit and criticism of societal issues. His background as a clergyman and political activist likely influenced his writing, allowing him to use humor to address serious topics. 'A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained' is a must-read for those interested in satire, social commentary, and literary classics.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMusaicum Books
    Release dateDec 6, 2017
    ISBN9788027233861
    A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained
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    Jonathan Swift

    Jonathan Swift was born in Dublin in 1667. Although he spent most of his childhood in Ireland, he considered himself English, and, aged twenty-one, moved to England, where he found employment as secretary to the diplomat Sir William Temple. On Temple's death in 1699, Swift returned to Dublin to pursue a career in the Church. By this time he was also publishing in a variety of genres, and between 1704 and 1729 he produced a string of brilliant satires, of which Gulliver's Travels is the best known. Between 1713 and 1742 he was Dean of St Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin; he was buried there when he died in 1745.

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      A Modest Proposal & The Benefits of Farting Explained - Jonathan Swift

      The Benefits of Farting Explained

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      Lovely Babe of Maid of Honour,

      Every Grace shall smile upon her,

      Sweetest Warbler of the Tail,

      Soft as Breeze of Southern Gale;

      Or the fanning Zephyrs Blast,

      Over Beds of Spices past;

      Gentle Puff of fragrant Air,

      Squeez’d from Breech of Virgin Fair;

      ‘Tis by Thee the Fair discover,

      Proof of Vigour in a Lover;

      Silent Fizzle; or Speaking Fart,

      Easily both Ease impart;

      Sweet Fore-boder, joyful Sound,

      To the Belly that’s hard bound;

      Cure of Cholick, Cure of Gripes,

      Tuneful Drone of lower Pipes.

      Thus the Winds in Cavern pent,

      Widen Holes, and force a Vent;

      Stealing Whisper, ‘scape of Bum,

      Soft as Flute, or loud as Drum;

      Downwards breathing, backwards sigh,

      Happy Smock that lies so nigh;

      Happy she that can this Way,

      Shut her Mouth, but loudly Bray.

      Of Chloe all the Town has rung;

      By ev’ry size of Poets sung:

      So beautiful a Nymph appears

      But once in Twenty Thousand Years.

      By Nature form’d with nicest Care,

      And, faultless to a single Hair.

      Her graceful Mein, her Shape, and Face,

      Confest her of no mortal Race:

      And then, so nice, and so genteel;

      Such Cleanliness from Head to Heel:

      No Humours gross, or frowzy Steams,

      No noisom Whiffs, or sweaty Streams,

      Before, behind, above, below,

      Could from her taintless Body flow.

      Would so discreetly Things dispose,

      None ever saw her pluck a Rose.

      Her dearest Comrades never caught her

      Squat on her Hams, to make Maid’s Water.

      You’d swear, that so divine a Creature

      Felt no Necessities of Nature.

      In Summer had she walkt the Town,

      Her Arm-pits would not stain her Gown:

      At Country Dances, not a Nose

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