The Age of PopeG. Bell, 1896 - 258 страници |
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... morals enjoined by State authority in Cromwell's days , when theological pedantry discovered sin in what had hitherto been regarded as innocent , led , among the unsaintly mass of the people , to a hypocrisy 6 THE AGE OF POPE .
... morals enjoined by State authority in Cromwell's days , when theological pedantry discovered sin in what had hitherto been regarded as innocent , led , among the unsaintly mass of the people , to a hypocrisy 6 THE AGE OF POPE .
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... moral sentiments exercise upon mankind . " 1 6 The enthusiasm and strong passions of the first half of the ... morality in words , but in conduct the most open immorality prevailed . Virtue was commended in the bulk of the churches ...
... moral sentiments exercise upon mankind . " 1 6 The enthusiasm and strong passions of the first half of the ... morality in words , but in conduct the most open immorality prevailed . Virtue was commended in the bulk of the churches ...
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... moral defal- cations . His life was a series of petty intrigues , trickeries , and deceptions . He could not , it has been said , -the conceit is borrowed from Young's Satires - ' take his tea without a stratagem , ' and knew how to ...
... moral defal- cations . His life was a series of petty intrigues , trickeries , and deceptions . He could not , it has been said , -the conceit is borrowed from Young's Satires - ' take his tea without a stratagem , ' and knew how to ...
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... morality . He laboured them , ' says Horace Walpole , ' as much as the Essay on Man , and as they were written to everybody they do not look as if they had been written to anybody . ' Pope said once , what he did not mean , that he ...
... morality . He laboured them , ' says Horace Walpole , ' as much as the Essay on Man , and as they were written to everybody they do not look as if they had been written to anybody . ' Pope said once , what he did not mean , that he ...
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... Morality expires . Nor public Flame , nor private , dares to shine ; Nor human spark is left , nor glimpse divine ! Lo ! thy dread Empire , Chaos ! is restored ; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand , great Anarch ! lets the ...
... Morality expires . Nor public Flame , nor private , dares to shine ; Nor human spark is left , nor glimpse divine ! Lo ! thy dread Empire , Chaos ! is restored ; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand , great Anarch ! lets the ...
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Страница 110 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Страница 89 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it, as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him ; whose sun exalts,...
Страница 45 - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Страница 82 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder He who made him such ! Who centered in our make such strange extremes.
Страница 220 - Sir, he was a scoundrel, and a coward : a scoundrel for charging a blunderbuss against religion and morality ; a coward, because he had not resolution to fire it off himself, but left half a crown to a beggarly Scotchman to draw the trigger after his death...
Страница 117 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome — at an inn.
Страница 148 - She was a very beautiful woman, of a noble spirit, and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport which, methought, struck me with an instinct of sorrow, that, before I was sensible of what it was to grieve, seized my very soul, and has made pity the weakness of my heart ever since.
Страница 32 - 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...
Страница 82 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm! — a god! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost!
Страница 82 - A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast. And wondering at her own. How reason reels . O, what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distressed!