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... Virgil see the print . " Come , if you'll be a quiet soul , That dares tell neither truth nor lies , I'll list you in the harmless roll , Of those that sing of these poor eyes . " VERSES LEFT BY MR . POPE , ON HIS LYING IN THE SAME BED ...
... Virgil see the print . " Come , if you'll be a quiet soul , That dares tell neither truth nor lies , I'll list you in the harmless roll , Of those that sing of these poor eyes . " VERSES LEFT BY MR . POPE , ON HIS LYING IN THE SAME BED ...
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... Virgil of the most perfect Epic performance . And those parts of Homer which have been published al- ready by Mr. Pope , give us reason to think that the Iliad will appear in English with as little disadvantage to that immortal poem ...
... Virgil of the most perfect Epic performance . And those parts of Homer which have been published al- ready by Mr. Pope , give us reason to think that the Iliad will appear in English with as little disadvantage to that immortal poem ...
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... Virgil than in any other work , excepts this of our author only . ' says , 993 THE AUTHOR OF A LETTER TO MR . CIBBER 4 " Pope was so good a versifier [ once ] that his predecessor Mr. Dryden , and his co- temporary Mr. Prior excepted ...
... Virgil than in any other work , excepts this of our author only . ' says , 993 THE AUTHOR OF A LETTER TO MR . CIBBER 4 " Pope was so good a versifier [ once ] that his predecessor Mr. Dryden , and his co- temporary Mr. Prior excepted ...
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... Virgil finished his Georgics ; and Sir Richard Black- more , at the like age composing his Arthurs , declared the same to be the very acme and pitch of life for Epic poesy ; Though since he hath altered it to sixty , the year in which ...
... Virgil finished his Georgics ; and Sir Richard Black- more , at the like age composing his Arthurs , declared the same to be the very acme and pitch of life for Epic poesy ; Though since he hath altered it to sixty , the year in which ...
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... Virgil , like modern Undertakers , who first build their house , and then seek out for a tenant , had contrived the story of a war and a wandering before they once thought either of Achilles or Æneas . We shall there- fore set our good ...
... Virgil , like modern Undertakers , who first build their house , and then seek out for a tenant , had contrived the story of a war and a wandering before they once thought either of Achilles or Æneas . We shall there- fore set our good ...
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Seite 280 - Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares 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 curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Seite 248 - To ask, to guess, to know, as they commence,' As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain, Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death...
Seite 243 - Hibernian shore. 70 And now had Fame's posterior trumpet blown, And all the nations summon'd to the throne : The young, the old, who feel her inward sway, One instinct seizes, and transports away. None need a guide, by sure attraction led, And strong impulsive gravity of head : None want a place, for all their centre found, Hung to the goddess, and cohered around.
Seite 242 - But soon, ah soon, rebellion will commence, If music meanly borrows aid from sense : Strong in new arms, lo ! giant Handel stands, Like bold Briareus, with a hundred hands ; To stir, to rouse, to shake the soul he comes, And Jove's own thunders follow Mars's drums, Arrest him, empress ; or you sleep no more...
Seite 16 - And sensible soft melancholy. "Has she no faults then, (Envy says) Sir?" Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.
Seite 227 - Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease 'Mid snows of paper, and fierce hail of pease; And proud his Mistress' orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Seite 190 - To where Fleet-ditch with disemboguing streams Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames, The King of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
Seite 255 - We only furnish what he cannot use, Or wed to what he must divorce, a muse: Full in the midst of Euclid dip at once, And petrify a genius to a dunce: Or set on metaphysic ground to prance, Show all his paces, not a step advance.
Seite 172 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Seite 48 - tis true — this truth you lovers know — In vain my structures rise, my gardens grow, In vain fair Thames reflects the double scenes Of hanging mountains, and of sloping greens: Joy lives not here; to happier seats it flies, And only dwells where Wortley casts her eyes.