Upon which, naturally arises Plenty of Heartburning, Envy, and Snarling against the Happy Dog.Īgain, if we look upon any of these Republics engaged in a Foreign War, Till some One of more Courage, Conduct, or Fortune than the rest, seizes and enjoys the Prize That the whole Commonwealth of that Street, is reduced to a manifest State of War, of every Citizen against every Citizen In so delicate a Case) Jealousies and Suspicions do so abound, For, the Right of Possession lying in common (it being impossible to establish a Property The same Reasoning also, holds Place among them, in those Dissensions we behold upon a Turgescency in any of their Females.
That the whole State is ever in the profoundest Peace, after a full Meal Īnd, that Civil Broils arise among them, when it happens for one great Bone to be seized on by some leading Dog,Īnd then it falls to an Oligarchy, or keeps it to Himself, and then it runs up to a Tyranny. (which in its Original seems to be an Institution of the Many) Which, though' we may allow to be Brethren or collateral Branches of Pride, are certainly the Issues of Want.įor, to speak in the Phrase of Writers upon the Politics, we may observe in the Republic of Dogs, The most Ancient and natural Grounds of Quarrels, are Lust and Avarice Invasions usually travelling from North to South, that is to say, from Poverty upon Plenty. The former of which Assertions may be soon granted but one cannot so easily subscribe to the latter:įor Pride is nearly related to Beggary and Want, either by Father or Mother, and sometimes by both Īnd, to speak naturally, it very seldom happens among Men to fall out, when all have enough: Will find it remarked that War is the child of Pride, and Pride the daughter of Riches Whoever examines with due Circumspection into the Annual Records of Time, Each stanza is aligned with the segment of the original text that it paraphrases, and occasional explanatory footnotes are provided in the form of links.Īt 42,177 letters, this is the longest anagram in existence. Original text in yellow, anagram in pink.Ī paraphrase in verse of Jonathan Swift's Battle of the Books. No score for this post October 3 2005, 1:56 AMĪnagrammy Awards > Literary Archives > Richard Brodie No score for this post October 3 2005, 1:54 AM No score for this post October 3 2005, 1:53 AM Score 1 2 3 4 5 (5=Excellent) Respond to this message Im gonna save this thread into my favourites and post on it whenever i can be arsed to make it "the longest thread. No score for this post Long Elve (Login warm_elve)
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