The Works of Alexander Pope: Moral essaysA. Millar [and others], 1757 |
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... Spirit was the public jest . Be ever , in a juft expreffion , bold , Yet ne'er degrade fair SATIRE to a Scold : Let no unworthy mein her form debase , But let her fmile , and let her frown with grace : In mirth be temp'rate , temp'rate ...
... Spirit was the public jest . Be ever , in a juft expreffion , bold , Yet ne'er degrade fair SATIRE to a Scold : Let no unworthy mein her form debase , But let her fmile , and let her frown with grace : In mirth be temp'rate , temp'rate ...
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... o'erhung , Beneath whose baleful dews the Poppy sprung . 400 No longer Genius woo'd the Nine to love , But Dulness nodded in the Mufe's grove : Wit , Spirit , Freedom , were the fole offence B 3 Part III . ESSAY ON SATIRE . xxi.
... o'erhung , Beneath whose baleful dews the Poppy sprung . 400 No longer Genius woo'd the Nine to love , But Dulness nodded in the Mufe's grove : Wit , Spirit , Freedom , were the fole offence B 3 Part III . ESSAY ON SATIRE . xxi.
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Alexander Pope. Wit , Spirit , Freedom , were the fole offence , Nor aught was held fo dangerous as Senfe . - 405 At length , again fair Science fhot her ray , Dawn'd in the skies , and spoke returning day . Now , SATIRE , triumph o'er ...
Alexander Pope. Wit , Spirit , Freedom , were the fole offence , Nor aught was held fo dangerous as Senfe . - 405 At length , again fair Science fhot her ray , Dawn'd in the skies , and spoke returning day . Now , SATIRE , triumph o'er ...
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... Sport with the ftream , and trifle in the gale : Sublimer views thy darling Spirit bound ; Thy mighty Voyage was Creation's round ; 475 480 Intent new Worlds of Wisdom to explore , And blefs Xxiv ESSAY ON SATIRE . Part III .
... Sport with the ftream , and trifle in the gale : Sublimer views thy darling Spirit bound ; Thy mighty Voyage was Creation's round ; 475 480 Intent new Worlds of Wisdom to explore , And blefs Xxiv ESSAY ON SATIRE . Part III .
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... spirits know : Or who could fuffer Being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to - day , Had he thy Reason , would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the laft , he crops the flow'ry food , And licks the hand juft rais'd to shed his ...
... spirits know : Or who could fuffer Being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to - day , Had he thy Reason , would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the laft , he crops the flow'ry food , And licks the hand juft rais'd to shed his ...
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Страница 58 - But mutual wants this happiness increase, All nature's difference keeps all nature's peace. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing, Bliss is the same in subject or in king; In who obtain defence, or who defend, In him who is, or him who finds a friend : Heaven breathes through every member of the whole One common blessing as one common soul.
Страница 4 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Страница 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Страница 5 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, "Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Страница 40 - Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.