The poetical works of Alexander Pope, ed. with notes and intr. memoir by A.W. Ward1869 |
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... fool might once himself alone expose , Now one in verse makes many more in prose . ' Tis with our judgments as our ... fools . In search of wit these lose their common sense , And then turn Critics in their own defence : Each burns alike ...
... fool might once himself alone expose , Now one in verse makes many more in prose . ' Tis with our judgments as our ... fools . In search of wit these lose their common sense , And then turn Critics in their own defence : Each burns alike ...
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... fool , Whose right it is , uncensur'd , to be dull ; Such , without wit , are Poets when they please , As without learning they can take Degrees . Leave dang'rous truths to unsuccessful Satires , And flattery to fulsome Dedicators3 ...
... fool , Whose right it is , uncensur'd , to be dull ; Such , without wit , are Poets when they please , As without learning they can take Degrees . Leave dang'rous truths to unsuccessful Satires , And flattery to fulsome Dedicators3 ...
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... fool ; So from a sister sinner you shall hear , " How strangely you expose yourself , my dear ! " But let me die , all raillery apart , Our sex are still forgiving at their heart ; And did not wicked custom so contrive , We'd be the ...
... fool ; So from a sister sinner you shall hear , " How strangely you expose yourself , my dear ! " But let me die , all raillery apart , Our sex are still forgiving at their heart ; And did not wicked custom so contrive , We'd be the ...
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... fool was never in a fault . 165 This , Sir , affects not you , whose ev'ry word Is weigh'd with judgment , and befits a Lord : Your will is mine ; and is ( I will maintain ) Pleasing to God , and should be so to Man ; At least , your ...
... fool was never in a fault . 165 This , Sir , affects not you , whose ev'ry word Is weigh'd with judgment , and befits a Lord : Your will is mine ; and is ( I will maintain ) Pleasing to God , and should be so to Man ; At least , your ...
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... fool - gallant procures , Or else she dances with becoming grace , Or shape excuses the defects of face . There swims no goose so grey , but soon or late , She finds some honest gander for her mate . " Horses ( thou say'st ) and asses ...
... fool - gallant procures , Or else she dances with becoming grace , Or shape excuses the defects of face . There swims no goose so grey , but soon or late , She finds some honest gander for her mate . " Horses ( thou say'st ) and asses ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 45 - 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 92 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Seite 77 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Seite 195 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Seite 235 - twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — «<• And— Betty— give this Cheek a little Red.
Seite 200 - 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; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 283 - 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 ! On cares like these if length of days attend.
Seite 57 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Seite 277 - While wits and templars ev'ry sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise—- Who but must laugh, if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he ? What tho' my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaister'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Seite 58 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are try'd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.