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Some , valuing those of their own side or mind , To what base ends , and by what
abject ways , 520 Sull make themselves the measure of mankind : Are mortals
urged through sacred lust of praise ! Fondly we think we honour merit then , Ah ...
Some , valuing those of their own side or mind , To what base ends , and by what
abject ways , 520 Sull make themselves the measure of mankind : Are mortals
urged through sacred lust of praise ! Fondly we think we honour merit then , Ah ...
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Who to a friend his faults can freely show , ' Tis not enough your counsel still be
true : And gladly praise the merit of a foe ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice
falsehoods do ; Bless'd with a taste exact , yet unconfined ; Men must be taught ,
as ...
Who to a friend his faults can freely show , ' Tis not enough your counsel still be
true : And gladly praise the merit of a foe ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice
falsehoods do ; Bless'd with a taste exact , yet unconfined ; Men must be taught ,
as ...
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Granville the polite , Willing to wound , and yet afraid to strike , And knowing
Walsh , would tell me I could write ; Just hint a fault , and hesitate dislike ; Well -
natured Garth inflamed with early praise , Alike reserved to blame or to commend
...
Granville the polite , Willing to wound , and yet afraid to strike , And knowing
Walsh , would tell me I could write ; Just hint a fault , and hesitate dislike ; Well -
natured Garth inflamed with early praise , Alike reserved to blame or to commend
...
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God knows , I praise a courtier where I can . Is that too little ? Come then , I'll
complyWhen I confess there is who feels for fame , Spirit of Arnall ! aid me while I
lie : And melts to goodness , need I Scarborough name ? Cobham's a coward ...
God knows , I praise a courtier where I can . Is that too little ? Come then , I'll
complyWhen I confess there is who feels for fame , Spirit of Arnall ! aid me while I
lie : And melts to goodness , need I Scarborough name ? Cobham's a coward ...
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Around the bath : the bath the king ascends In subjects happy ! with surprise I
gaze ; 419 ( Untasted joy , since that disastrous hour , Thy praise was just ; their
skill transcends thy praise . He sail'd ill - fated from Calypso's bower ; ) Pleased
with ...
Around the bath : the bath the king ascends In subjects happy ! with surprise I
gaze ; 419 ( Untasted joy , since that disastrous hour , Thy praise was just ; their
skill transcends thy praise . He sail'd ill - fated from Calypso's bower ; ) Pleased
with ...
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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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