The Works of Alexander Pope, Band 7J. F. Dove, St. John's Square, 1822 |
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... to insert whatever they shall send . Any scandal is sure of a reception , and any enemy who sends it screened from a discovery . Any domestic or servant , who can snatch a letter from your pocket or cabinet , is encouraged PREFACE . 13.
... to insert whatever they shall send . Any scandal is sure of a reception , and any enemy who sends it screened from a discovery . Any domestic or servant , who can snatch a letter from your pocket or cabinet , is encouraged PREFACE . 13.
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... sure ) from any one's theft but my own : for ' tis as dangerous to trust a scribler with your wit , as a gamester with the custody of your money . If you happen to come to town , you will make it more dif- ficult for me to leave it ...
... sure ) from any one's theft but my own : for ' tis as dangerous to trust a scribler with your wit , as a gamester with the custody of your money . If you happen to come to town , you will make it more dif- ficult for me to leave it ...
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... sure to be troubled with my letters out of interest , if not kindness ; since mine to you will procure yours to me : so that I write to you more for my own sake than yours ; less to make you think I write well , than to learn from you ...
... sure to be troubled with my letters out of interest , if not kindness ; since mine to you will procure yours to me : so that I write to you more for my own sake than yours ; less to make you think I write well , than to learn from you ...
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... sure ) a real truth , that my sickness cannot make me quite weary of myself when I have you with me ; and I shall want no company but yours , when you are here . You see how freely , and with how little care , I talk rather than write ...
... sure ) a real truth , that my sickness cannot make me quite weary of myself when I have you with me ; and I shall want no company but yours , when you are here . You see how freely , and with how little care , I talk rather than write ...
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... and Fletcher ; nor of the Comus of Milton , who in truth has bor- rowed much from Fletcher . from the Cyclops of Euripides . I am sure there F 2 W. WALSH , ESQ . 67 Mr Walsh to Mr Pope Concerning Pastoral Pastoral Comedy ·
... and Fletcher ; nor of the Comus of Milton , who in truth has bor- rowed much from Fletcher . from the Cyclops of Euripides . I am sure there F 2 W. WALSH , ESQ . 67 Mr Walsh to Mr Pope Concerning Pastoral Pastoral Comedy ·
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acquaintance Addison admirers Æneid agreeable assure beauty believe Binfield Cæsura Catullus compliment critics CROMWELL desire Dryden Dulness duodecimo Eclogues entertaining Epic Poetry Essay on Criticism esteem express fame fancy faults favour fear friendship give glad happy heart HENRY CROMWELL Hiatus Homer honour hope Iliad imagine John Dennis judgment kind Lady least LETTER lines live Lord Lord Halifax manner methinks mind Miscellanies Muses nature never obliged observe opinion Ovid papers pastoral person pleased pleasure poem poet poetical poetry Pope Pope's Literary Correspondence praise Pray Priam printed published Quintilian received rhyme Sappho sense shew sincerity SIR WILLIAM TRUMBULL sort Statius sure syllables Tatler tell thing thought tion told town translation true truth vanity verses Versification Virgil WILLIAM TRUMBULL wish word writ write Wycherley young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 306 - The Muse, disgusted at an age and clime Barren of every glorious theme. In distant lands now waits a better time Producing subjects worthy fame : In happy climes where from the genial sun And virgin earth such scenes ensue, The force of art by nature seems outdone, And fancied beauties by the true : In happy climes the seat of innocence, Where nature guides and virtue rules, Where men shall not impose for truth and sense The pedantry of courts and schools...
Seite 106 - Happy the man. whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound. Content to breathe his native air. In his own ground Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire. Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away, In health of body, peace of mind. Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease. Together mixt: sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Seite 259 - Hark, they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul ; can this be death...
Seite 259 - ... the world recedes it disappears heaven opens on my eyes my ears with sounds seraphic ring lend lend your wings i mount i fly o grave where is thy victory o death where is thy sting.
Seite 306 - There shall be sung another golden Age, The rise of Empire and of Arts, The Good and Great inspiring epic Rage, The wisest Heads and noblest Hearts. Not such as Europe breeds in her decay; Such as she bred when fresh and young, When heav'nly Flame did animate her Clay, By future Poets shall be sung.
Seite 83 - That changed through all, and yet in all the same. Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees ; Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent ; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To 'him no high, no low, no great, no small...
Seite 105 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Seite 250 - I would flatter myself into a good opinion of my own way of living : Plutarch just now told me, that it is in human life as in a game at tables...
Seite 77 - It is not enough that nothing offends the Ear, but a good Poet will adapt the very Sounds, as well as Words, to the things he treats of. So that there is (if one may express it so) a Style of Sound. As in describing a gliding Stream, the Numbers shou'd run easy and flowing; in describing a rough Torrent or Deluge, sonorous and swelling, and so of the rest.
Seite 269 - outsteps the modesty of nature/' nor raises merriment or wonder by the violation of truth. His figures neither divert by distortion nor amaze by aggravation. He copies life with so much fidelity that he can be hardly...