The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: With Notes and Illustrations by Himself and Others. To which are Added, a New Life of the Author, an Estimate of His Poetical Character and Writings, and Occasional Remarks,, Том 3J. Rivington, 1824 |
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... Warton . Ver . 275 . VARIATIONS . What sighs , what murmurs , fill'd the vocal shore ! His tuneful swans were heard to sing no more . P. Since fate relentless stopp'd their heav'nly voice , No more 22 WINDSOR - FOREST .
... Warton . Ver . 275 . VARIATIONS . What sighs , what murmurs , fill'd the vocal shore ! His tuneful swans were heard to sing no more . P. Since fate relentless stopp'd their heav'nly voice , No more 22 WINDSOR - FOREST .
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... fate relentless stopp'd their heav'nly voice , No more the forests ring , or groves rejoice ; Who now shall charm the shades , where COWLEY strung 285 His living harp , and lofty DENHAM sung ? 280 But hark ! the groves rejoice , the ...
... fate relentless stopp'd their heav'nly voice , No more the forests ring , or groves rejoice ; Who now shall charm the shades , where COWLEY strung 285 His living harp , and lofty DENHAM sung ? 280 But hark ! the groves rejoice , the ...
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... fate to light . My humble Muse , in unambitious strains , Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains , Where Peace descending bids her olive spring , And scatters blessings from her dove - like wing . 430 Ev'n I more sweetly pass ...
... fate to light . My humble Muse , in unambitious strains , Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains , Where Peace descending bids her olive spring , And scatters blessings from her dove - like wing . 430 Ev'n I more sweetly pass ...
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... fate to light . My humble Muse , in unambitious strains , Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains , Where Peace descending bids her olive spring , And scatters blessings from her dove - like wing . 430 Ev'n I more sweetly pass ...
... fate to light . My humble Muse , in unambitious strains , Paints the green forests and the flow'ry plains , Where Peace descending bids her olive spring , And scatters blessings from her dove - like wing . 430 Ev'n I more sweetly pass ...
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... fate , if their merits were to be decided only by their rivals . It is on the general opinion of persons of taste and judgment that their individual esti- mation must ultimately rest , and if the public were excluded from judging ...
... fate , if their merits were to be decided only by their rivals . It is on the general opinion of persons of taste and judgment that their individual esti- mation must ultimately rest , and if the public were excluded from judging ...
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Страница 101 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Страница 93 - 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 45 - Ten Censure wrong for one who Writes amiss ; A Fool might once himself alone expose, Now One in Verse makes many more in Prose. 'Tis with our Judgments as our Watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Страница 98 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance ; As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence ; The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; . But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar...
Страница 95 - 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 186 - This day, black omens threat the brightest fair, That e'er deserv'da watchful spirit's care; Some dire disaster, or by force, or slight; But what, or where, the fates have wrapt in night. Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law, Or some frail china jar receive a flaw; Or stain her honour, or her new brocade; Forget her pray'rs, or miss a masquerade; Or lose her heart, or necklace, at a ball; Or whether Heav'n has doom'd that Shock must fall.
Страница 81 - While from the bounded level of our mind, Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprise, New distant scenes of endless science rise!
Страница 204 - fore Gad, you must be civil! "Plague on't! 'tis past a jest — nay prithee, pox! "Give her the hair" — he spoke, and rapp'd his box. "It grieves me much" (replied the Peer again) "Who speaks so well should ever speak in vain. But by this Lock, this sacred Lock I swear, (Which never more shall join its parted hair; Which...
Страница 196 - T' inclose the lock ; now joins it, to divide. Ev'n then, before the fatal engine clos'd, A wretched sylph too fondly interpos'd ; Fate urg'd the shears, and cut the sylph in twain, (But airy substance soon unites again) The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, for ever, and for ever ! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, • And screams of horror rend th
Страница 176 - To one man's treat, but for another's ball? When Florio speaks what virgin could withstand, If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand? With varying vanities, from every part, They shift the moving Toyshop of their heart; Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword-knots strive, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches drive.