The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... shall see the light ? Heav'ns ! was 1 born for nothing but to write ? Has Life no joys for me ? or ( to be grave ) 270 274 Have I no friend to ferve , no foul to fave ? " I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt " ( Cries ...
... shall see the light ? Heav'ns ! was 1 born for nothing but to write ? Has Life no joys for me ? or ( to be grave ) 270 274 Have I no friend to ferve , no foul to fave ? " I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt " ( Cries ...
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... shall dread , But all fuch babling blockheads in his ftead . Let Sporus tremble - A . What ? that thing of filk , Sporus , that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or fenfe , alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a ...
... shall dread , But all fuch babling blockheads in his ftead . Let Sporus tremble - A . What ? that thing of filk , Sporus , that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or fenfe , alas ! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a ...
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... shall know lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domeftic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me , let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age , With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath , 410 ...
... shall know lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domeftic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me , let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age , With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath , 410 ...
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... shall close your eyes . 20 Or , if you needs must write , write CAESAR's Praife , h You'll gain at least a Knighthood , or the Bays . P. What ? like Sir Richard , rumbling , rough , and fierce , With ARMS , and GEORGE , and BRUNSWICK ...
... shall close your eyes . 20 Or , if you needs must write , write CAESAR's Praife , h You'll gain at least a Knighthood , or the Bays . P. What ? like Sir Richard , rumbling , rough , and fierce , With ARMS , and GEORGE , and BRUNSWICK ...
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... Shall walk the World , in credit , to his grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and but fooths my fleep ...
... Shall walk the World , in credit , to his grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and but fooths my fleep ...
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Страница 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Страница 17 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Страница 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Страница 243 - Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old! See thronging Millions to the Pagod run, And offer Country, Parent, Wife, or Son! Hear her black Trumpet thro' the Land proclaim, That "Not to be corrupted is the Shame.
Страница 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Страница 234 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Страница 6 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Страница 30 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Страница 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Страница 157 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.