The Works of Alexander Pope, Band 2J.F. Dove, St. John's Square, 1822 |
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... live . Now by the Nine , those pow'rs ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits on thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , 120 Per tibi , qui nunquam longe discedat ...
... live . Now by the Nine , those pow'rs ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits on thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , 120 Per tibi , qui nunquam longe discedat ...
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... lives , he cries . Stung with my love , and furious with despair , All torn my garments , and my bosom bare , My woes , thy crimes , I to the world proclaim ; Such inconsistent things are love and shame ! " Tis thou art all my care and ...
... lives , he cries . Stung with my love , and furious with despair , All torn my garments , and my bosom bare , My woes , thy crimes , I to the world proclaim ; Such inconsistent things are love and shame ! " Tis thou art all my care and ...
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... must hope for ease , Ah let me seek it from the raging seas : To raging seas unpity'd I'll remove , And either cease to live or cease to love ! 250 256 On the whole , the epistle before us is translated SAPPHO TO PHAON . 23.
... must hope for ease , Ah let me seek it from the raging seas : To raging seas unpity'd I'll remove , And either cease to live or cease to love ! 250 256 On the whole , the epistle before us is translated SAPPHO TO PHAON . 23.
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... live , they speak , they breathe , what love in- spires , Warm from the soul , and faithful to its fires . 50 NOTES . Ver . 40. Love and Fame . ] Fame is not a passion . Ver . 41. Yet write , ] This is taken from the Latin letters that ...
... live , they speak , they breathe , what love in- spires , Warm from the soul , and faithful to its fires . 50 NOTES . Ver . 40. Love and Fame . ] Fame is not a passion . Ver . 41. Yet write , ] This is taken from the Latin letters that ...
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... live there men , who slight immortal fame ? Who then with incense shall adore our name ? But mortals ! know , ' tis still our greatest pride To blaze those virtues , which the good would hide . Rise ! Muses rise ! add all your tuneful ...
... live there men , who slight immortal fame ? Who then with incense shall adore our name ? But mortals ! know , ' tis still our greatest pride To blaze those virtues , which the good would hide . Rise ! Muses rise ! add all your tuneful ...
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Seite 354 - VIXIT TITULIS ET INVIDIA MAJOR ANNOS, HEU PAUCOS, XXXV. OB. FEB. XIV. MDCCXX. Statesman, yet Friend to Truth! of Soul sincere, In Action faithful, and in Honour clear! Who broke no Promise, serv'd no private End, Who gain'd no Title, and who lost no Friend, Ennobled by Himself, by All approv'd, Prais'd, wept, and honour'd, by the Muse he lov'd. THE
Seite 35 - let the pealing organ blow In the full-voic'd quire below ; In service high and anthem clear, As may with sweetness through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all heav'n before mine eyes.
Seite 356 - to this fair Urn we trust. And sacred, place by DRYDEN'S awful dust: Beneath a rude and nameless stone he lies, To which thy Tomb shall guide inquiring eyes. Peace to thy gentle shade, and endless rest! Blest in thy Genius, in thy Love too blest!
Seite 351 - Vice had his hate and pity too. Blest Courtier! who could King and country please, Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his Ease. Blest Peer! his great Forefathers ev'ry grace Reflecting, and reflected in his Race ; Where other BUCKHURSTS, other DORSETS shine, And Patriots still, or Poets, deck the line. NOTES.
Seite 27 - heat? Yet, yet I love !—From Abelard it came, And Elo'isa yet must kiss the name. Dear fatal name ! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd; 10 Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
Seite 92 - me live, or die unknown: Oh ! grant an honest fame, or grant me none ! " THIS poem contains great strokes of Gothic imagination, yet bordering often on the most ideal and capricious extravagance. The poet, in a vision, sees a temple of glass; ' In which were more images Of gold stondinge in sundrie stages,
Seite 191 - Corinth's pleasing site surveys. Twas now the time when Phoebus yields to night, And rising Cynthia sheds her silver light, 475 Wide o'er the world in solemn pomp she drew, Her airy chariot hung with pearly dew ; All birds and beasts lie hush'd ; sleep steals away The wild desires of men, and toils of day,
Seite 40 - more I hear, no more I view, 235 The phantom flies me, as unkind as you, I call aloud; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise ; 240 NOTES.
Seite 17 - But when from hence he plung'd into the main, Deucalion scorn'd, and Pyrrha lov'd in vain. Haste, Sappho, haste, from high Leucadia throw Thy wretched weight, nor dread the deeps below !" She spoke, and vanish'd with the voice—I rise, And silent tears fall trickling from my eyes. 200 NOTES. Ver. 188. Leucadian
Seite 281 - more genius and imagination; the one excelled in beauty, the other in energy. Michael Angelo has more of the poetical inspiration, his ideas are vast and sublime, his people are a superior order of beings; there is nothing about them, nothing in the air of their actions, or their attitudes, or the style and cast