The Poetical Works of Alex. Pope: With a Sketch of the Author's LifeBaynes and Son, 1825 - 524 страници |
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... Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed by his nobles , by his commons curst , Th ' oppressor ...
... Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed by his nobles , by his commons curst , Th ' oppressor ...
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... round his urn . Here o'er the martyr - king the marble weeps , And , fast beside him , once - fear'd Edward sleeps : Whom not th ' extended Albion could contain , From old Belerium to the northern main , The grave unites ; where e'en ...
... round his urn . Here o'er the martyr - king the marble weeps , And , fast beside him , once - fear'd Edward sleeps : Whom not th ' extended Albion could contain , From old Belerium to the northern main , The grave unites ; where e'en ...
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... round the frozen pole ; Or under southern skies exalt their sails , Led by new stars , and borne by spicy gales ! For me the balm shall bleed , and amber flow , The coral redden , and the ruby glow , The pearly shell its lucid globe ...
... round the frozen pole ; Or under southern skies exalt their sails , Led by new stars , and borne by spicy gales ! For me the balm shall bleed , and amber flow , The coral redden , and the ruby glow , The pearly shell its lucid globe ...
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... round , And men grew heroes at the sound , Inflamed with glory's charms : Each chief his sevenfold shield display'd , And half unsheathed the shining blade ; And seas , and rocks , and skies rebound To arms , to arms , to arms ! But ...
... round , And men grew heroes at the sound , Inflamed with glory's charms : Each chief his sevenfold shield display'd , And half unsheathed the shining blade ; And seas , and rocks , and skies rebound To arms , to arms , to arms ! But ...
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... round their heads . By the streams that ever flow , By the fragrant winds that blow O'er th ' Elysian flowers ; By those happy souls , who dwell In yellow meads of asphodel , Or amaranthine bowers ; By the hero's armed shades , Glitt ...
... round their heads . By the streams that ever flow , By the fragrant winds that blow O'er th ' Elysian flowers ; By those happy souls , who dwell In yellow meads of asphodel , Or amaranthine bowers ; By the hero's armed shades , Glitt ...
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Страница 268 - Dreading ev'n fools ; by flatterers besieged, And so obliging that he ne'er obliged ; 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 226 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw ; And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Страница 199 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
Страница 52 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night ; study and ease Together mix'd, sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation....
Страница 62 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Страница 197 - Vast chain of Being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from Infinite to thee, From thee to Nothing. On superior...
Страница 78 - Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Страница 225 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.
Страница 85 - Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The victor cried) the glorious prize is mine ! While fish in streams, or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and six the British fair, As long as Atalantis shall be read...
Страница 59 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.