The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Том 1W. Suttaby, 1807 - 550 страници |
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... flowers . The poet , in the Elegy , takes occasion to mingle with the tears of sorrow , just reproaches upon her cruel uncle , who drove her to this violation . But thou , false guardian of a charge too good X LIFE OF POPE .
... flowers . The poet , in the Elegy , takes occasion to mingle with the tears of sorrow , just reproaches upon her cruel uncle , who drove her to this violation . But thou , false guardian of a charge too good X LIFE OF POPE .
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... had a different air ; reminding Mr. Pope of the amendment , by Sir Richard , of a line in the poem called the Messiah ; He wipes the tears for ever from our eyes . Which is taken from the prophet Isaiah , The Lord LIFE OF POPE . XV.
... had a different air ; reminding Mr. Pope of the amendment , by Sir Richard , of a line in the poem called the Messiah ; He wipes the tears for ever from our eyes . Which is taken from the prophet Isaiah , The Lord LIFE OF POPE . XV.
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... tears from off all faces ; From every face he wipes off every tear . And it stands so altered in the newer editions of Mr. Pope's works . He proceeded to lay before him all the mistakes and inaccuracies hinted at by the writers who had ...
... tears from off all faces ; From every face he wipes off every tear . And it stands so altered in the newer editions of Mr. Pope's works . He proceeded to lay before him all the mistakes and inaccuracies hinted at by the writers who had ...
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... tear he paid ; Poets themselves must fall like those they sung , Deaf the prais'd ear , and mute the tuneful tongue . F'en he whose souf now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays . Mr. Pope , who had been ...
... tear he paid ; Poets themselves must fall like those they sung , Deaf the prais'd ear , and mute the tuneful tongue . F'en he whose souf now melts in mournful lays , Shall shortly want the gen'rous tear he pays . Mr. Pope , who had been ...
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... tears his body from the grave ; When what to ' oblivion better were resign'd Is hung on high , to poison half mankind . All fame is foreign but of true desert , Plays round the head , but comes not to the heart : One self - approving ...
... tears his body from the grave ; When what to ' oblivion better were resign'd Is hung on high , to poison half mankind . All fame is foreign but of true desert , Plays round the head , but comes not to the heart : One self - approving ...
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Страница 156 - 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.
Страница 43 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home; Here thou, great ANNA ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court. In various talk th...
Страница 217 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write ? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own ? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came...
Страница 82 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest, who have learned to dance : 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense.
Страница 81 - And value books, as women men, for dress : Their praise is still — the style is excellent ; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Страница 32 - What Conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do; This teach me more than Hell to shun, That more than Heav'n pursue. What blessings thy free bounty gives Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives; T
Страница 79 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ ; Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Страница 374 - She comes ! she comes ! the sable throne behold Of Night primeval and of Chaos old ! Before her, fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Страница 2 - 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.
Страница xxxv - In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be angels, angels would be gods.