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... obliging creatures , make me see All that disgraced my betters met in me . Say
for my comfort , languishing in bed , Just so immortal Maro held his head ; ' And
when I die , be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago
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... obliging creatures , make me see All that disgraced my betters met in me . Say
for my comfort , languishing in bed , Just so immortal Maro held his head ; ' And
when I die , be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago
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I'll hire another's : is not that my own , And yours , my friends ? through whose
free opening gate None comes too early , none departs too late ; ( For I , who
hold sage Homer's rule the best , Welcome the coming , speed the going guest . )
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I'll hire another's : is not that my own , And yours , my friends ? through whose
free opening gate None comes too early , none departs too late ; ( For I , who
hold sage Homer's rule the best , Welcome the coming , speed the going guest . )
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But ( thanks to Homer ) since I live and thrive , Indebted to no prince or peer alive
, Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes , If I would scribble , rather than
repose . Years following years steal something every day At last they steal us
from ...
But ( thanks to Homer ) since I live and thrive , Indebted to no prince or peer alive
, Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes , If I would scribble , rather than
repose . Years following years steal something every day At last they steal us
from ...
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Thus we dispose of all poetic merit , Yours Milton's genius , and mine Homer's
spirit . Call Tibbald Shakspeare , and he'll swear the Nine , Dear Cibber ! never
match'd one ode of thine . Lord ! how we strut through Merlin's Cave , to see No ...
Thus we dispose of all poetic merit , Yours Milton's genius , and mine Homer's
spirit . Call Tibbald Shakspeare , and he'll swear the Nine , Dear Cibber ! never
match'd one ode of thine . Lord ! how we strut through Merlin's Cave , to see No ...
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... of Homer's mice , Or gods to save them in a trice ! ( It was by Providence they
think , For your damn'd stucco has no chink . ) * An't please your honour , ' quoth
the peasant • This same desert is not so pleasant : Give me again my hollow tree
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... of Homer's mice , Or gods to save them in a trice ! ( It was by Providence they
think , For your damn'd stucco has no chink . ) * An't please your honour , ' quoth
the peasant • This same desert is not so pleasant : Give me again my hollow tree
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Страница 54 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Страница 6 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Страница 106 - twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon...
Страница 12 - Till grown more frugal in his riper days, He paid some bards with port, and some with praise ; To some a dry rehearsal was assign'd, And others (harder still) he paid in kind.
Страница 11 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Страница 6 - And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove ? Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love ? A dire dilemma! either way I'm sped, If foes, they write, — if friends, they read me dead.
Страница 280 - Some gentle James, to bless the land again ; To stick the doctor's chair into the throne, Give law to words, or war with words alone, Senates and courts with Greek and Latin rule, And turn the council to a grammar school ! For sure, if Dulness sees a grateful day, 'Tis in the shade of arbitrary sway.
Страница 14 - What ? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P.
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| Заглавие | The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author ... Том 2 от The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author, Theophilus Cibber |
| Автор | Alexander Pope |
| Издател | Z. & B. F. Pratt, 1846 |
| Оригиналът е от | Мичиганският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 25 май 2007 |
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