The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author ... |
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Tis a stranger sues : A virgin tragedy , an orphan muse . ' If I dislike it , ' Furies ,
death , and rage ! If I approve , ' Commend it to the stage . ' There ( thank my stars
) my whole commission ends , The players and I are , luckily , no friends .
Tis a stranger sues : A virgin tragedy , an orphan muse . ' If I dislike it , ' Furies ,
death , and rage ! If I approve , ' Commend it to the stage . ' There ( thank my stars
) my whole commission ends , The players and I are , luckily , no friends .
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As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lisp'd in numbers , for the numbers came ; I
left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke , no father disobey'd : The muse
but served to ease some friend , not wife , To help me through this long disease ...
As yet a child , nor yet a fool to fame , I lisp'd in numbers , for the numbers came ; I
left no calling for this idle trade , No duty broke , no father disobey'd : The muse
but served to ease some friend , not wife , To help me through this long disease ...
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... soul , and muse Yet why ? that father held it for a rule , It was a sin to call our
neighbour fool : That harmless mother thought no wife a whore : Hear this and
spare his family , James Moore ! Unspotted names , and memorable long , If
there be ...
... soul , and muse Yet why ? that father held it for a rule , It was a sin to call our
neighbour fool : That harmless mother thought no wife a whore : Hear this and
spare his family , James Moore ! Unspotted names , and memorable long , If
there be ...
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F. Then all your muse's softer art display ; Let Carolina smooth the tuneful lay ;
Lull with Amelia's liquid name the Nine , And sweetly flow through all the royal
line . P. Alas ! few verses touch their nicer ear ; They scarce can bear their laureat
...
F. Then all your muse's softer art display ; Let Carolina smooth the tuneful lay ;
Lull with Amelia's liquid name the Nine , And sweetly flow through all the royal
line . P. Alas ! few verses touch their nicer ear ; They scarce can bear their laureat
...
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... Attends to gild the evening of my day , Or Death's black wing already be
display'd , To wrap me in the universal shade ; Whether the darken'd room to
muse invite , Or whiten'd wall provoke the skewer to write ; In durance , exile ,
Bedlam , or ...
... Attends to gild the evening of my day , Or Death's black wing already be
display'd , To wrap me in the universal shade ; Whether the darken'd room to
muse invite , Or whiten'd wall provoke the skewer to write ; In durance , exile ,
Bedlam , or ...
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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.