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Quid " pauper ? ride : mutat coengcula , letos , Balnea , P tonfores ; conducto
navigio aeque Nauseat , ac locuples quem ducit priva triremis . . Si curatus
inaequali tonsore capillos Occurro ; rides . fi forte fubucula pexac Trita fubeft
tunicae , vel ...
Quid " pauper ? ride : mutat coengcula , letos , Balnea , P tonfores ; conducto
navigio aeque Nauseat , ac locuples quem ducit priva triremis . . Si curatus
inaequali tonsore capillos Occurro ; rides . fi forte fubucula pexac Trita fubeft
tunicae , vel ...
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Ludicra , quid , plausus , et amici dona Quiritis ? Quo fpectanda modo , & quo
fenfu credis et ore ? + Qui timet his adversa , fere miratur eodem Quo cupiens
pacto : pavor est utrobique molestus : Improvisa fimul species exterret utrumque :
i ...
Ludicra , quid , plausus , et amici dona Quiritis ? Quo fpectanda modo , & quo
fenfu credis et ore ? + Qui timet his adversa , fere miratur eodem Quo cupiens
pacto : pavor est utrobique molestus : Improvisa fimul species exterret utrumque :
i ...
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crudi , tumidique lavemur , Quid deceat , quid non , obliti ; Caerite cera Digni : s
remigium vitiofum Ithacensis Ulyflei ; Cui potior * patria fuit interdicta voluptas . V
Si , Mimnermus uti censet , fine amore jocisque Nil eft jucundum ; vivas in amore
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crudi , tumidique lavemur , Quid deceat , quid non , obliti ; Caerite cera Digni : s
remigium vitiofum Ithacensis Ulyflei ; Cui potior * patria fuit interdicta voluptas . V
Si , Mimnermus uti censet , fine amore jocisque Nil eft jucundum ; vivas in amore
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Quid dem ? quid non dem ? renuis quod tu , jubet alter : Quod petis , id fane eft
invisum acidumque duobus . i Praeter caetera mc Romaene poemata censes
Scribere posse , inter tot curas totque labores ? Hic sponsum vocat , hic auditum
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Quid dem ? quid non dem ? renuis quod tu , jubet alter : Quod petis , id fane eft
invisum acidumque duobus . i Praeter caetera mc Romaene poemata censes
Scribere posse , inter tot curas totque labores ? Hic sponsum vocat , hic auditum
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Non es avarus : abi . quid i caetera jam fimul isto Cum vitio fugere ? caret tibi
pectus inani Ambitione ? caret mortis formidine et ira ? Somnia , terrores magicos
, miracula , fagas , No & urnos lemures , portentaque Theffala rides ? Natales
grate ...
Non es avarus : abi . quid i caetera jam fimul isto Cum vitio fugere ? caret tibi
pectus inani Ambitione ? caret mortis formidine et ira ? Somnia , terrores magicos
, miracula , fagas , No & urnos lemures , portentaque Theffala rides ? Natales
grate ...
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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.
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| Titel | The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &c Band 4 von The Works of Alexander Pope: Esq., with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements; as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death; Together with the Commentaries and Notes of Mr. Warburton, William Warburton |
| Autor/in | Alexander Pope |
| Verlag | J. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 11. Juli 2007 |
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