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Every episode features a new complete audiobook, offering a rotating selection of poems that reveal the depth of Swift's intellect and artistry. This is not a single story but a series of unique explorations that encourage listeners to engage with the complexities of human experience and thought. 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This second volume is a cornucopia of biting, iconoclastic humor and earnest criticism of injustice. Poems herein concerning Wood’s Halfpence are the companion to his famous Drapier’s Letters and trumpet his achievement in stirring up sufficient outcry to spare Ireland from damaging monetary debasement. He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74656503</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2026 09:02:27 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74656503/dreams_olive_schreiner.mp3" length="70006545" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>8742</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Rose-William Butler Yeats</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/rose-william-butler-yeats--74619773</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>2267</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Defeat of Youth and Other Poems-Aldous Huxley</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/defeat-of-youth-and-other-poems-aldous-huxley--74587651</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>4999</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Dagonet Ditties-George R. Sims</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/dagonet-ditties-george-r-sims--74556977</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>11619</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Poems by a Slave-George Moses Horton</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/poems-by-a-slave-george-moses-horton--74525558</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>2864</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Principles of the Christian Religion Expressed in Plain and Easy Verse-Philip Doddridge</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/principles-of-the-christian-religion-expressed-in-plain-and-easy-verse-philip-doddridge--74495440</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74495440</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2026 09:08:39 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74495440/principles_of_the_christian_religion_expressed_in_plain_and_easy_verse_philip_doddridge.mp3" length="17554062" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>2192</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Sunny Side (Version 2)-A. A. Milne</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/sunny-side-version-2-a-a-milne--74455869</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74455869</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2026 09:07:44 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74455869/sunny_side_version_2_a_a_milne.mp3" length="228673957" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>28556</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Maud, and Other Poems-Alfred, Lord Tennyson</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/maud-and-other-poems-alfred-lord-tennyson--74424367</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74424367</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2026 09:08:27 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74424367/maud_and_other_poems_alfred_lord_tennyson.mp3" length="57208401" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>7144</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Irradiations; Sand and Spray-John Gould Fletcher</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/irradiations-sand-and-spray-john-gould-fletcher--74378747</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. With his pal Dr. Sheridan, for one, Jonathan Swift delighted in the 18th century equivalent of a rap off – going back and forth in dueling verse repartee. This second volume is a cornucopia of biting, iconoclastic humor and earnest criticism of injustice. Poems herein concerning Wood’s Halfpence are the companion to his famous Drapier’s Letters and trumpet his achievement in stirring up sufficient outcry to spare Ireland from damaging monetary debasement. He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74378747</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2026 10:17:48 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74378747/irradiations_sand_and_spray_john_gould_fletcher.mp3" length="33162313" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>4141</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Maud, and Other Poems (Version 2)-Alfred, Lord Tennyson</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/maud-and-other-poems-version-2-alfred-lord-tennyson--74339668</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74339668</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2026 21:02:15 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74339668/maud_and_other_poems_version_2_alfred_lord_tennyson.mp3" length="66981911" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>8364</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Drum-Taps-Walt Whitman</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/drum-taps-walt-whitman--74197951</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74197951</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2026 09:08:42 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74197951/drum_taps_walt_whitman.mp3" length="46085572" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>5755</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Ebony and Crystal-Clark Ashton Smith</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/ebony-and-crystal-clark-ashton-smith--74151670</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>13577</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Amoretti and Epithalamion-Edmund Spenser</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/amoretti-and-epithalamion-edmund-spenser--74111197</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/74111197</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2026 09:08:13 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/74111197/amoretti_and_epithalamion_edmund_spenser.mp3" length="63564678" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. With his pal Dr. Sheridan, for one, Jonathan Swift delighted in the 18th century equivalent of a rap off – going back and forth in...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. With his pal Dr. Sheridan, for one, Jonathan Swift delighted in the 18th century equivalent of a rap off – going back and forth in dueling verse repartee. This second volume is a cornucopia of biting, iconoclastic humor and earnest criticism of injustice. Poems herein concerning Wood’s Halfpence are the companion to his famous Drapier’s Letters and trumpet his achievement in stirring up sufficient outcry to spare Ireland from damaging monetary debasement. He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>7938</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Milton's Minor Poems-John Milton</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/milton-s-minor-poems-john-milton--73418632</link><description><![CDATA[Milton's Minor Poems showcases the profound and diverse poetic talents of John Milton, offering listeners a glimpse into the early works of one of the greatest poets in the English language. These poems, rich in themes of faith, beauty, and the human experience, reflect Milton's mastery of language and his exploration of moral and philosophical questions that remain relevant today. Engaging with these lesser-known pieces allows audiences to appreciate the depth of Milton's artistry and the timeless nature of his insights. As we navigate our own complexities, the enduring messages in Milton's Minor Poems invite reflection and inspire a deeper understanding of the human condition.]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/73418632</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2026 03:45:28 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/73418632/milton_s_minor_poems_john_milton.mp3" length="113621840" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>Milton's Minor Poems showcases the profound and diverse poetic talents of John Milton, offering listeners a glimpse into the early works of one of the greatest poets in the English language. These poems, rich in themes of faith, beauty, and the human...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[Milton's Minor Poems showcases the profound and diverse poetic talents of John Milton, offering listeners a glimpse into the early works of one of the greatest poets in the English language. These poems, rich in themes of faith, beauty, and the human experience, reflect Milton's mastery of language and his exploration of moral and philosophical questions that remain relevant today. Engaging with these lesser-known pieces allows audiences to appreciate the depth of Milton's artistry and the timeless nature of his insights. As we navigate our own complexities, the enduring messages in Milton's Minor Poems invite reflection and inspire a deeper understanding of the human condition.]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>14188</itunes:duration><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item><item><title>Poems of Jonathan Swift Volume Two - Jonathan Swift</title><link>https://www.spreaker.com/episode/poems-of-jonathan-swift-volume-two-jonathan-swift--72869581</link><description><![CDATA[He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. With his pal Dr. Sheridan, for one, Jonathan Swift delighted in the 18th century equivalent of a rap off – going back and forth in dueling verse repartee. This second volume is a cornucopia of biting, iconoclastic humor and earnest criticism of injustice. Poems herein concerning Wood’s Halfpence are the companion to his famous Drapier’s Letters and trumpet his achievement in stirring up sufficient outcry to spare Ireland from damaging monetary debasement. He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/72869581</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2026 14:28:02 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/72869581/poems_of_jonathan_swift_volume_two_jonathan_swift.mp3" length="284991503" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>Jonathan Swift</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>He lived simply, loved his walks and craved the company of fellow poetical wits as they craved his company in return. 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He knew what real money was: “For in all the leases that ever we hold We must pay our rent in good silver and gold, And not in brass tokens of such a base mould.” And he didn’t think much of monetary debasement’s evil twin, fractional reserve banking, either: “We want our money on the nail The Banker’s ruin’d if he pays”. There’s a healthy smattering here of bums and urination references too – just so you know these are genuine Swift poems -- and all manner of other topics too. In Death and Daphne, written for a favorite grisette, we learn of Death’s sagging libido due to the skinniness of his human bride. And the last poem excoriating Sheridan for comparing base women to noble clouds is a heavenly coup de grâce for any challenger who would dare to top his politically incorrect and thunderous wit: Some critic may object, perhaps, That clouds are blamed for giving claps; But what, alas! are claps ethereal, Compared for mischief to venereal? - Summary by Arthur Krolman]]></itunes:summary><itunes:duration>35624</itunes:duration><itunes:keywords>claps,craved,debasement,jonathan,monetary,poems,sheridan,single,swift,two</itunes:keywords><itunes:explicit>false</itunes:explicit><itunes:image href="https://d3wo5wojvuv7l.cloudfront.net/t_rss_itunes_square_1400/images.spreaker.com/original/303db51a9532f26b3894b8b52b228d75.jpg"/><itunes:episodeType>full</itunes:episodeType></item></channel></rss>
