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Then sculpture and her sister - arts revive ; Stones leap'd to form , and rocks
began to live ; With sweeter notes each rising temple.rung ; A Raphael painted ,
and a * vida fung ! Immortal vida ! on whose honour'd brow The poet's bays and ...
Then sculpture and her sister - arts revive ; Stones leap'd to form , and rocks
began to live ; With sweeter notes each rising temple.rung ; A Raphael painted ,
and a * vida fung ! Immortal vida ! on whose honour'd brow The poet's bays and ...
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... name , and praise fhall live ! What time wou'd spare , from feel receives its date
, And monuments , like men , submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the Gods
destroy , And strike to dust th ' imperial tow'rs of Troy ; Steel Steel could the works
...
... name , and praise fhall live ! What time wou'd spare , from feel receives its date
, And monuments , like men , submit to fate ! Steel could the labour of the Gods
destroy , And strike to dust th ' imperial tow'rs of Troy ; Steel Steel could the works
...
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Critics in wit , or life , are hard to please , Few write to those , and none can live to
these . Too much your sex is by their forms confin'd , Severe to all , but most to
womankind ; Custom , grown blind with age , must be your guide ; Your pleasure
...
Critics in wit , or life , are hard to please , Few write to those , and none can live to
these . Too much your sex is by their forms confin'd , Severe to all , but most to
womankind ; Custom , grown blind with age , must be your guide ; Your pleasure
...
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... structures ftand , And there , the Gods contend to name the land ; Twelve
deities she frames with stately mien , And in the midst superior Jove is seen ; A
glowing warmth the blended colours give , And in the piece each Figure seems to
live .
... structures ftand , And there , the Gods contend to name the land ; Twelve
deities she frames with stately mien , And in the midst superior Jove is seen ; A
glowing warmth the blended colours give , And in the piece each Figure seems to
live .
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Where Buckingham will condescend to give , That honour'd piece to distant times
must live ; : When noble Sheffield strikes the trembling frings , The little loves
rejoyce , and clap their wings ; Anacreon , lives , they cry , th * harmonious fwain
...
Where Buckingham will condescend to give , That honour'd piece to distant times
must live ; : When noble Sheffield strikes the trembling frings , The little loves
rejoyce , and clap their wings ; Anacreon , lives , they cry , th * harmonious fwain
...
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Страница 62 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Страница 83 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.
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Страница 81 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Страница 42 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Страница 167 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Страница 166 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Страница 52 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love ; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found...
Страница 92 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Страница 128 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.
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| Заглавие | Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, Том 1 Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, Alexander Pope |
| Автор | Alexander Pope |
| Издател | Bernard Lintot, 1722 |
| Оригиналът е от | Оксфордският университет |
| Цифровизирана на | 2 авг. 2007 |
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