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I excused them too ; Well might they rage : I gave them but their due A man's true
merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's secret standard in his mind , That
casting - weight pride adds to emptiness , This , who can gratify ? for who can
guess ...
I excused them too ; Well might they rage : I gave them but their due A man's true
merit ' tis not hard to find ; But each man's secret standard in his mind , That
casting - weight pride adds to emptiness , This , who can gratify ? for who can
guess ...
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On morning wings how active springs the mind , That leaves the load of
yesterday behind ! How easy every labour it pursues ! How coming to the poet
every Muse ! Not but we may exceed , some holy time , Or tired in search of truth ,
or search ...
On morning wings how active springs the mind , That leaves the load of
yesterday behind ! How easy every labour it pursues ! How coming to the poet
every Muse ! Not but we may exceed , some holy time , Or tired in search of truth ,
or search ...
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Who thinks that fortune cannot change her mind , Prepares a dreadful jest for all
mankind . And who stands safest ? tell me , is it he That spreads and swells in
puff ” d prosperity , Or bless'd with little , whose preventing care In peace 26 ...
Who thinks that fortune cannot change her mind , Prepares a dreadful jest for all
mankind . And who stands safest ? tell me , is it he That spreads and swells in
puff ” d prosperity , Or bless'd with little , whose preventing care In peace 26 ...
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Thus Bethel spoke , who always speaks his thought , And always thinks the very
thing he ought : His equal mind I copy what I can , And as I love , would imitate
the man . In South - sea days not happier , when surmised , The lord of
thousands ...
Thus Bethel spoke , who always speaks his thought , And always thinks the very
thing he ought : His equal mind I copy what I can , And as I love , would imitate
the man . In South - sea days not happier , when surmised , The lord of
thousands ...
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But when no prelate's lawn , with hair - shirt lined , Is half so incoherent as my
mind , When ( each opinion with the next at strife ; One ebb and flow of follies all
my life , ) I plant , root up ; I build and then confound ; ' Turn round to square , and
...
But when no prelate's lawn , with hair - shirt lined , Is half so incoherent as my
mind , When ( each opinion with the next at strife ; One ebb and flow of follies all
my life , ) I plant , root up ; I build and then confound ; ' Turn round to square , and
...
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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.
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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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