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62 POPE . PAGE From Windsor Forest . . . . . . 61 From the Rape of the Lock . .
From an Essay on Man . . . . . Elegy to the Memory of an unfortunate Lady . . . . . . .
. . . . 64 From the Epistle to Dr . Arbuthnot . Prologue to Mr . Addison ' s Tragedy of
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62 POPE . PAGE From Windsor Forest . . . . . . 61 From the Rape of the Lock . .
From an Essay on Man . . . . . Elegy to the Memory of an unfortunate Lady . . . . . . .
. . . . 64 From the Epistle to Dr . Arbuthnot . Prologue to Mr . Addison ' s Tragedy of
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... FROM GREENWICH . G . S . Shepherd . . . . . . . . . . . . . W . J . Cooke . . . . . . . . . .
. • U d ll . . . . . . . . . . . . Page . . 139 173 SUBJECTS ARTISTS . ENGRAVERS .
POMPRET PAGE PAGE From the Fleece , 115 Grongar Hill 116 62 POPE PAGE.
... FROM GREENWICH . G . S . Shepherd . . . . . . . . . . . . . W . J . Cooke . . . . . . . . . .
. • U d ll . . . . . . . . . . . . Page . . 139 173 SUBJECTS ARTISTS . ENGRAVERS .
POMPRET PAGE PAGE From the Fleece , 115 Grongar Hill 116 62 POPE PAGE.
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In Pope I cannot read a line , But with a sigh I wish it mine : When he can in one
couplet fix More sense than I can do in six . I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my
own humorous biting way . Arbuthnot is no more my friend , Who dares to irony ...
In Pope I cannot read a line , But with a sigh I wish it mine : When he can in one
couplet fix More sense than I can do in six . I grieve to be outdone by Gay In my
own humorous biting way . Arbuthnot is no more my friend , Who dares to irony ...
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He ' ll treat me as he does my betters , Publish my will , my life , my letters ;
Revive the libels born to die : Which Pope must bear as well as I . Here shift the
scene , to represent How those I love my death lament . Poor Pope will grieve a
month ...
He ' ll treat me as he does my betters , Publish my will , my life , my letters ;
Revive the libels born to die : Which Pope must bear as well as I . Here shift the
scene , to represent How those I love my death lament . Poor Pope will grieve a
month ...
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Pope has described the course of his familiar day , before his ill - judged
marriage arrested it . His chief companions were Steele , Budgell , Philips , Carey
, Davenant , and Colonel Brett . With one or other of these he always breakfasted
.
Pope has described the course of his familiar day , before his ill - judged
marriage arrested it . His chief companions were Steele , Budgell , Philips , Carey
, Davenant , and Colonel Brett . With one or other of these he always breakfasted
.
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Seite 76 - THESE, as they change, ALMIGHTY FATHER, these Are but the varied GOD ! The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields; the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round; the forest smiles ; And every sense, and every heart, is joy.
Seite 148 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Seite 79 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Seite 34 - tis madness to defer ; Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time ; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Seite 207 - Wi' mair o' horrible and awfu', Which ev"n to name wad be unlawfu'. As Tammie glowr'd, amaz'd, and curious, The mirth and fun grew fast and furious : The piper loud and louder blew ; The dancers quick and quicker flew ; They reel'd, they set, they cross'd, they cleekit, Till ilka carlin swat and reekit, And coost her duddies to the wark, And linket at it in her sark ! Now Tam, O Tam ! had thae been queans, A' plump and strapping in their teens ; Their sarks, instead o...
Seite 50 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Seite 122 - Awake, ^Eolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take : The laughing flowers that round them blow Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along, Deep, majestic, smooth, and strong. Thro
Seite 168 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise,— The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Seite 212 - TO A MOUNTAIN DAISY, ON TURNING ONE DOWN WITH THE PLOUGH, IN APRIL, 1786. WEE, modest, crimson-tipped flow'r, Thou's met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stoure Thy slender stem : To spare thee now is past my pow'r, Thou bonnie gem. Alas ! it's no thy neebor sweet, The bonnie Lark, companion meet ! Bending thee 'mang the dewy weet ! Wi' spreckl'd breast, When upward-springing, blythe, to greet The purpling east.
Seite 168 - Wouldst softly speak and stroke my head and smile — Could those few pleasant days again appear, Might one wish bring them, would I wish them here? I would not trust my heart : the dear delight Seems so to be desired, perhaps I might.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | The Book of Gems: Pomfret to Bloomfield Band 2 von The Book of Gems: The Poets and Artists of Great Britain, Samuel Carter Hall |
| Herausgeber | Samuel Carter Hall |
| Verlag | Saunders and Otley, 1837 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 11. Apr. 2006 |
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