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70 And artful thus pronounced the speech design'd : Late as I slumber'd in the
shades of night , Ye sons of Mars ! partake your leader's care , A dream divine
appear'd before my sight , Heroes of Greece , and brothers of the war ! Whose ...
70 And artful thus pronounced the speech design'd : Late as I slumber'd in the
shades of night , Ye sons of Mars ! partake your leader's care , A dream divine
appear'd before my sight , Heroes of Greece , and brothers of the war ! Whose ...
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Greece on the shore shall raise a monument ; Too much has Troy already felt thy
hate , Which when some future ... This fierce defiance Greece astonish'd heard ,
To whom the progeny of Jove replies : Blush'd to refuse , and to accept it fear'd .
Greece on the shore shall raise a monument ; Too much has Troy already felt thy
hate , Which when some future ... This fierce defiance Greece astonish'd heard ,
To whom the progeny of Jove replies : Blush'd to refuse , and to accept it fear'd .
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With more than vulgar grief he stood oppress'd ; Unfit for public rule , or private
care ; Words , mix'd with sighs , thus bursting from his breast : That wretch , that
monster , who delights in war : 90 Ye sons of Greece ! partake your leaders care
...
With more than vulgar grief he stood oppress'd ; Unfit for public rule , or private
care ; Words , mix'd with sighs , thus bursting from his breast : That wretch , that
monster , who delights in war : 90 Ye sons of Greece ! partake your leaders care
...
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For thankless Greece such hardships have I braved , Not though he proffer'd all
himself possessid , Her wives , her infants , by my labours saved ; And all his
rapine could from others wrest ; Long sleepless nights in heavy arms I stood , 430
...
For thankless Greece such hardships have I braved , Not though he proffer'd all
himself possessid , Her wives , her infants , by my labours saved ; And all his
rapine could from others wrest ; Long sleepless nights in heavy arms I stood , 430
...
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All this from Jove's afflictive hand we bear , Nor lives in Greece a stranger to his
name . Who , far from Argos , wills our ruin here . Then what for common good my
thoughts inspire , Past are the days when happier Greece was bless'd , Attend ...
All this from Jove's afflictive hand we bear , Nor lives in Greece a stranger to his
name . Who , far from Argos , wills our ruin here . Then what for common good my
thoughts inspire , Past are the days when happier Greece was bless'd , Attend ...
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Achilles appear arms bear beneath blood bold brave breast breath bright chief cries dead death deep descends divine dreadful earth eyes fair fall fame fate father fear field fierce fight fire flames force gave give glory goddess gods grace Greece Greeks hand head hear heart heaven Hector hero honours hope Jove kind king land learned light live lord lost mind mortal move nature never night o'er once plain pleased poet Pope praise prince proud race rage rest rise round sacred shade shining shore side sire skies soul sound spoke spread stand Swift tears thee things thou thought train trembling Trojan Troy turn Ulysses vain walls whole woes wound youth
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Seite 125 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent, and each art to please, 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 112 - What Conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do — This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.
Seite 125 - And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every 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 though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying all abroad?
Seite 102 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Seite 60 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence; The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar: When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow: Not so when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th...
Seite 103 - All discord, harmony not understood ; All partial evil, universal good : And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
Seite 112 - Let not this weak unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
Seite 64 - Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, Bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Seite 66 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home ; Here thou, great Anna ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th...
Seite 103 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent!
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| Titel | The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the Author |
| Autor/in | Alexander Pope |
| Übersetzt von | Thomas Parnell |
| Verlag | J.J. Woodward, 1830 |
| Original von | New York Public Library |
| Digitalisiert | 2. Dez. 2006 |
| Länge | 442 Seiten |
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