thou'rt

Or his comic masterpiece, Mac Flecknoe, satirising an obscure Restoration rival: "A tun of man, in thy large bulk is writ,/but sure thou'rt but a kilderkin of wit" (kilderkin: an old English unit of volume equal to two firkins).

Only a sadist would inflict Dryden on our schoolchildren

Methinks that thou'rt the finest musician o 'our time.

Here There Are Monsters

Now as thou'rt better learned than me,Dear Cos', I leave it all to thee,To judge about this puzzling man,And ponder wisely – for you can.

Poem of the week: The Epistle of Deborah Dough by Mary Leapor

As as Scots visitor wrote in the 15th century, "London, thou'rt the flower of cities all!"

The word "Westminster"...

Methinks, thou'rt frighted: Tell, what dost thou fear?

The Lining of the Patch-Work Screen

Not much: as anxious thoughts 'gan rise, thou'rt come.

Ion

Not much: as anxious thoughts 'gan rise, thou'rt come.

Ion

Methinks, thou'rt frighted: Tell, what dost thou fear?

The Lining of the Patch-Work Screen

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