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F ' IRST in these fields I try the sylvan strains , Nor blush to sport on Windsor's
blissful plains : Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy
banks Sicilian Muses sing ; Let vernal airs thro ' trembling osiers play , And
Albion's ...
F ' IRST in these fields I try the sylvan strains , Nor blush to sport on Windsor's
blissful plains : Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy
banks Sicilian Muses sing ; Let vernal airs thro ' trembling osiers play , And
Albion's ...
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Soon as the flocks shook off the nightly dews , Two Swains , whom Love kept
wakeful , and the Muse , Pour'd o'er the whitening vale their fleecy , care , Fresh
as the morn , and as the season fair : The dawn now blushing on the mountain's ...
Soon as the flocks shook off the nightly dews , Two Swains , whom Love kept
wakeful , and the Muse , Pour'd o'er the whitening vale their fleecy , care , Fresh
as the morn , and as the season fair : The dawn now blushing on the mountain's ...
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Me gentle Delia beckons from the plain , Then hid in shades , eludes her eager
swain ; But feigns a laugh , to see me search around , And by that laugh the
willing fair is found . DAPHNIS . The sprightly Sylvia trips along the green , She
runs ...
Me gentle Delia beckons from the plain , Then hid in shades , eludes her eager
swain ; But feigns a laugh , to see me search around , And by that laugh the
willing fair is found . DAPHNIS . The sprightly Sylvia trips along the green , She
runs ...
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All nature laughs , the groves are fresh and fair , The Sun's mild lustre warms the
vital air ; If Sylvia smiles , new glories gild the shore , And vanquish'd nature
seems to charm no more . STREPHON . In spring the fields , in autumn hills I love
, At ...
All nature laughs , the groves are fresh and fair , The Sun's mild lustre warms the
vital air ; If Sylvia smiles , new glories gild the shore , And vanquish'd nature
seems to charm no more . STREPHON . In spring the fields , in autumn hills I love
, At ...
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In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales
divides ? ? As in the crystal spring I view my face , Fresh rising blushes paint the
wat ' ry glass ; But since those graces please thy eyes no more , I shun the ...
In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales
divides ? ? As in the crystal spring I view my face , Fresh rising blushes paint the
wat ' ry glass ; But since those graces please thy eyes no more , I shun the ...
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Seite 40 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Seite 274 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; 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. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as...
Seite 74 - The Berries crackle, and the Mill turns round ; On shining Altars of Japan they raise The silver Lamp ; the fiery Spirits blaze. From silver Spouts the grateful Liquors glide, While China's Earth receives the smoking Tide.
Seite 49 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ : Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where Nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Seite 68 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white.
Seite 52 - 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.
Seite 65 - Muse! is due: This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view: Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred lord t
Seite 78 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane,) With earnest eyes, and round unthinking face, He first the snuff-box...
Seite 277 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Seite 275 - Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord.
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| Titel | The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope |
| Autor/in | Alexander Pope |
| Herausgeber | William Michael Rossetti |
| Illustriert von | Thomas Strong Secombe |
| Verlag | E. Moxon, son,, 1873 |
| Original von | University of Michigan |
| Digitalisiert | 29. Apr. 2005 |
| Länge | 600 Seiten |
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