ABSTRACT
Though he regularly entertained and was entertained, Swift’s ordinary days ran quietly enough. During the autumn he kept up his walking and riding, and could say people considered him ‘the best walker in this town and five miles round’. 1 But his illnesses clung to him, and he thought much about death and money. 2 Autumn, winter, and spring, 1729-30, the Irish Parliament was in session, irritating the dean with sins of omission and commission.
