Satires and EpistlesClarendon Press, 1872 - 164 Seiten |
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... fall into , and knaves with good reason to encourage , the mistaking a satirist for a libeller ; whereas to a true satirist nothing is so odious as a libeller , for the same reason as to a man truly virtuous nothing is so hateful as a ...
... fall into , and knaves with good reason to encourage , the mistaking a satirist for a libeller ; whereas to a true satirist nothing is so odious as a libeller , for the same reason as to a man truly virtuous nothing is so hateful as a ...
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... falling upon these authors , whose incapacity is not greater than their insincerity , and of whom I have always found , if I may quote myself , " That each bad author is as bad a friend . " But the thin disguise of offended virtue is ...
... falling upon these authors , whose incapacity is not greater than their insincerity , and of whom I have always found , if I may quote myself , " That each bad author is as bad a friend . " But the thin disguise of offended virtue is ...
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... fall into oblivion ? The answer has been anticipated in some remarks in Part I. ( See Essay on Man , Introd . , p . 17. ) Pope lives , and must con- tinue to live as long as the English language , by the perfection of his form . Our ...
... fall into oblivion ? The answer has been anticipated in some remarks in Part I. ( See Essay on Man , Introd . , p . 17. ) Pope lives , and must con- tinue to live as long as the English language , by the perfection of his form . Our ...
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... falling , of knowing when to stimulate attention , and when to let it repose , he has few equals in our literature . The failures and the successes of such an artist in language are equally instructive to a learner . This exquisite ...
... falling , of knowing when to stimulate attention , and when to let it repose , he has few equals in our literature . The failures and the successes of such an artist in language are equally instructive to a learner . This exquisite ...
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... fall'n worth , or beauty in distress , Who loves a lye , lame slander helps about , Who writes a libel , or who copies out : That fop , whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet absent , wounds an author's honest fame ; 270 280 290 Who ...
... fall'n worth , or beauty in distress , Who loves a lye , lame slander helps about , Who writes a libel , or who copies out : That fop , whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet absent , wounds an author's honest fame ; 270 280 290 Who ...
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Seite 30 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer ; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Seite 23 - tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Seite 30 - Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Seite 33 - Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all see-saw, between that and this, « Now high, now low, now master .up, now miss, And he himself one vile Antithesis.
Seite 33 - That Fop, whose pride affects a patron's name, Yet absent, wounds an author's honest fame: Who can your merit selfishly approve, And show the sense of it without the love...
Seite 145 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he ' had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.
Seite 27 - Say, for my comfort, languishing in bed, 'Just so immortal Maro held his head'; And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Seite 33 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Seite 119 - London, much inhabited by writers of small histories, dictionaries, and temporary poems; whence any mean production is called Grub-street" — , " lexicographer, a writer of dictionaries, a harmless drudge.
Seite 144 - whispers through the trees": If crystal streams "with pleasing murmurs creep," The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with "sleep": Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.