The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq, Band 4 |
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And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free -
masons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop Philips
seem a wit ? 100 Notes . Ver . 88 . Alluding to Horace , Si fractus illabatur orbis ...
And has not Colly still his lord , and whore ? His butchers Henley , his free -
masons Moor ? Does not one table Bavius ftill admit ? Still to one Bishop Philips
seem a wit ? 100 Notes . Ver . 88 . Alluding to Horace , Si fractus illabatur orbis ...
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F . m Better be Cibber , I ' ll maintain it still , Than ridicule all Tafte , blaspheme
Quadrille , Abuse the City ' s best good men in metre , And laugh at Peers that put
their trust in Peter . 40 " Ev ' n those you touch not , hate you . P . What should ail
...
F . m Better be Cibber , I ' ll maintain it still , Than ridicule all Tafte , blaspheme
Quadrille , Abuse the City ' s best good men in metre , And laugh at Peers that put
their trust in Peter . 40 " Ev ' n those you touch not , hate you . P . What should ail
...
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If Wealth alone then make and keep us bleft , 95 Still , still be getting , never ,
never rest . • But if to Pow ' r and Place your passion lie , . If in the Pomp of Life
consist the joy ; . Then k hire a Slave , or ( if you will ) a Lord 100 To do the
Honours ...
If Wealth alone then make and keep us bleft , 95 Still , still be getting , never ,
never rest . • But if to Pow ' r and Place your passion lie , . If in the Pomp of Life
consist the joy ; . Then k hire a Slave , or ( if you will ) a Lord 100 To do the
Honours ...
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But as coarse iron , sharpen ' d , ' mangles more , And itch most hurts when anger
' d to a sore ; So when you plague a fool , ' tis still the curse , 120 You only make
the matter worse and worse . He past it o ' er ; affects an easy smile At all my ...
But as coarse iron , sharpen ' d , ' mangles more , And itch most hurts when anger
' d to a sore ; So when you plague a fool , ' tis still the curse , 120 You only make
the matter worse and worse . He past it o ' er ; affects an easy smile At all my ...
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89 Names , which I long have lov ' d , nor lov ' d in vain , Rank ' d with their
Friends , not number ' d with their Train ; And if yet higher the proud List should
end , Still let me fay ! No Follower , but a Friend . . . Yet think not , Friendship only
...
89 Names , which I long have lov ' d , nor lov ' d in vain , Rank ' d with their
Friends , not number ' d with their Train ; And if yet higher the proud List should
end , Still let me fay ! No Follower , but a Friend . . . Yet think not , Friendship only
...
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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 21 - Oh let me live my own, and die so too! (To live and die is all I have to do:) Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please: Above a patron, though I condescend Sometimes to call a minister my friend.
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 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 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 47 - Slander or poison dread from Delia's rage ; Hard words or hanging, if your judge be Page ; From furious Sappho scarce a milder fate, Px'd by her love, or libell'd by her hate.
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 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 10 - The truth once told (and wherefore should we lie?) The Queen of Midas slept, and so may I. You think this cruel ? take it for a rule, No creature smarts so little as a fool. Let peals of laughter, Codrus ! round thee break, 85 Thou unconcern'd canst hear the mighty crack: Pit, box, and gall'ry in convulsions hurl'd, Thou stand'st unshook amidst a bursting world. Who shames a Scribbler? break one cobweb thro...
Seite 21 - Heavens! was I born for nothing but to write? Has life no joys for me? or (to be grave) Have I no friend to serve, no soul to save? "I found him close with Swift — Indeed? no doubt (Cries prating Balbus) something will come out.