The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Satires, &c |
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I had no thoughts of publishing it , till it pleased some Persons of Rank and
Fortune [ the Authors of Verses to the Imitator of Horace , and of an Epistle to a
Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at Hampton Court ] to attack , in a very
extraordinary ...
I had no thoughts of publishing it , till it pleased some Persons of Rank and
Fortune [ the Authors of Verses to the Imitator of Horace , and of an Epistle to a
Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at Hampton Court ] to attack , in a very
extraordinary ...
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... namely , to the suspicions and the displeasure of a Court ; who are made to
believe , he is always writing ; or at least to the foolish criticisms of court
fycophants , who pretend to find him , by his style , in the immoral libels of every
idle fcribler ...
... namely , to the suspicions and the displeasure of a Court ; who are made to
believe , he is always writing ; or at least to the foolish criticisms of court
fycophants , who pretend to find him , by his style , in the immoral libels of every
idle fcribler ...
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... and the treacheries of Courts : the various iniquities of which having diftinctly
specified , he sums them up in that most ... interrupts the strains of his divine
enthusiasm , and desires him to clear up an objection made to his conduct , at
Court .
... and the treacheries of Courts : the various iniquities of which having diftinctly
specified , he sums them up in that most ... interrupts the strains of his divine
enthusiasm , and desires him to clear up an objection made to his conduct , at
Court .
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There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho '
lean , am short , Ammon ' s great son one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid ' s
nose , and “ Sir ! you have an Eye - - - Go on , obliging creatures , make me fee ...
There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho '
lean , am short , Ammon ' s great son one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid ' s
nose , and “ Sir ! you have an Eye - - - Go on , obliging creatures , make me fee ...
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There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho '
lean , am short , Ammon ' s great son one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid ' s
nose , and “ Sir ! you have an Eye - - - Go on , obliging creatures , make me fee ...
There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho '
lean , am short , Ammon ' s great son one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid ' s
nose , and “ Sir ! you have an Eye - - - Go on , obliging creatures , make me fee ...
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Seite 8 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Seite 22 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 24 - Fed with soft Dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song. His library, where busts of poets dead...
Seite 271 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe. Would he oblige me? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Seite 7 - And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life ! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Seite 27 - Yet why? that father held it for a rule, It was a sin to call our neighbour fool: That harmless mother thought no wife a whore: Hear this, and spare his family, James Moore! Unspotted names, and memorable long! If there be force in virtue, or in song.
Seite 41 - My head and heart thus flowing thro' my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.
Seite 10 - It is" the slaver kills, and not the bite. A fool quite angry is quite innocent : Alas ! 'tis ten times worse when they repent. One dedicates in high heroic prose, And ridicules beyond a hundred foes : One from all Grub-street will my fame defend, And, more abusive, calls himself my friend. This prints my letters, that expects a bribe, And others roar aloud,
Seite 29 - 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 a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Seite 8 - Lintot, dull rogue! will think your price too much." "Not, sir, if you revise it, and retouch.