The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... lefs entertained fince the appearance of his edition of the fame poet . The liquid Amber of whofe Wit has lately . licked up , and enrolled fuch a quantity of these Infects , and of tribes fo grotefque and various , as would have ...
... lefs entertained fince the appearance of his edition of the fame poet . The liquid Amber of whofe Wit has lately . licked up , and enrolled fuch a quantity of these Infects , and of tribes fo grotefque and various , as would have ...
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... lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domeftic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me , let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age , With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath , 410 Make ...
... lefs joy than I. O Friend ! may each domeftic blifs be thine ! Be no unpleafing Melancholy mine : Me , let the tender office long engage , To rock the cradle of repofing Age , With lenient arts extend a Mother's breath , 410 Make ...
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... lefs unlike that of Horace , than his talents . What Horace would only smile at , Mr. Pope would treat with the grave severity of Perfius : And what Mr. Pope would strike with the cauftic lightening of Juvenal , Horace would content ...
... lefs unlike that of Horace , than his talents . What Horace would only smile at , Mr. Pope would treat with the grave severity of Perfius : And what Mr. Pope would strike with the cauftic lightening of Juvenal , Horace would content ...
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... lefs lament my fate . 60 My head and heart thus flowing thro ' my quill , • Verfe - man or Profe - man , term me which you will , Papist or Proteftant , or both between , Like good Erafmus in an honeft Mean , In moderation placing all ...
... lefs lament my fate . 60 My head and heart thus flowing thro ' my quill , • Verfe - man or Profe - man , term me which you will , Papist or Proteftant , or both between , Like good Erafmus in an honeft Mean , In moderation placing all ...
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... lefs value than Gold , fo Gold is of lefs value than Virtue in which fimple infe- riority , and not the proportion of it , is implied . For it was as contrary to the Author's purpose , as it is to com- mon fenfe , to fappofe , that ...
... lefs value than Gold , fo Gold is of lefs value than Virtue in which fimple infe- riority , and not the proportion of it , is implied . For it was as contrary to the Author's purpose , as it is to com- mon fenfe , to fappofe , that ...
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Seite 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 17 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Seite 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Seite 243 - Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old! See thronging Millions to the Pagod run, And offer Country, Parent, Wife, or Son! Hear her black Trumpet thro' the Land proclaim, That "Not to be corrupted is the Shame.
Seite 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Seite 234 - 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 6 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Seite 30 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Seite 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Seite 157 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.