The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Band 1G. Bell, 1891 |
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... rage , without o'erflowing full . ” 99 Pope himself never composed easier lines than these , which were written in the days when Cow- ley , a far greater poet than Denham , was exhibit- ing a learned incapacity for writing simply , and ...
... rage , without o'erflowing full . ” 99 Pope himself never composed easier lines than these , which were written in the days when Cow- ley , a far greater poet than Denham , was exhibit- ing a learned incapacity for writing simply , and ...
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... rage , the guilty Thebes ' alarms , The alternate reign destroyed by im- pious arms , 5 10 Demand our song ; a sacred fury fires My ravished breast , and all the Muse inspires . O goddess , say , shall I deduce my rhymes From the dire ...
... rage , the guilty Thebes ' alarms , The alternate reign destroyed by im- pious arms , 5 10 Demand our song ; a sacred fury fires My ravished breast , and all the Muse inspires . O goddess , say , shall I deduce my rhymes From the dire ...
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... rage of Tydeus , or the Prophet's fate ? Or how with hills of slain on every side , Hippomedon repelled the hostile tide ? Or how the youth with every grace adorned , ' Untimely fell , to be for ever mourned ? ; Then to fierce Capaneus ...
... rage of Tydeus , or the Prophet's fate ? Or how with hills of slain on every side , Hippomedon repelled the hostile tide ? Or how the youth with every grace adorned , ' Untimely fell , to be for ever mourned ? ; Then to fierce Capaneus ...
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... rage of all their race possessed , Stung to the soul , the brothers start from rest , And all their furies wake within their breast . Their tortured minds repining Envy tears , 176 And Hate , engendered by suspicious fears ; And sacred ...
... rage of all their race possessed , Stung to the soul , the brothers start from rest , And all their furies wake within their breast . Their tortured minds repining Envy tears , 176 And Hate , engendered by suspicious fears ; And sacred ...
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... , Blaze on the brims , and sparkle in the wine . Say , wretched rivals ! what provokes your rage ? 210 Say , to what end your impious arms engage ? Not all bright Phoebus views in early morn , Or 20 THE FIRST BOOK OF 20.
... , Blaze on the brims , and sparkle in the wine . Say , wretched rivals ! what provokes your rage ? 210 Say , to what end your impious arms engage ? Not all bright Phoebus views in early morn , Or 20 THE FIRST BOOK OF 20.
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Addison Adrastus Ambrose Philips ancient appear arms beauty Belinda Binfield bless blush breast bright charms clouds critics crowned Cynthus dame DAPHNIS death delight Dryope Dunciad e'er earth Eclogues Eteocles ev'n eyes fair fame fate fire flame flowers fury genius gentle glory Gnome goddess gods grace groves hair heart Heaven honours Jove joys King labour lady learning live lock Lord maid mortal mournful Muse night numbers nymph o'er once Pastoral Phaon Phoebus plain pleased poem poet poet's poetry Polynices Pope Pope's praise pride rage reign rise sacred Sappho satire scorn shade shining sighs sing skies soft soul spread spring streams swains swell Swift Sylphs tears tender Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thou thought throne trees trembling Twas Twickenham Tydeus verse Vertumnus Virg Virgil virgin wife winds youth
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Seite 203 - Be Homer's works your study and delight, Read them by day, and meditate by night; Thence form your judgment, thence your maxims bring, And trace the Muses upward to their spring.
Seite 210 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — The style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Seite 238 - Transformed to combs, the speckled and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.
Seite 199 - Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill Appear in writing or in judging ill ; But, of the two, less dangerous is the offence To tire our patience, than mislead our sense. Some few in that, but numbers err in this ; Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss : A fool might once himself alone expose : Now one in verse makes many more in prose.
Seite 213 - 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' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Seite xlv - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Seite 239 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Seite 260 - ... in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See fierce Belinda on the Baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Seite 236 - And in soft sounds, Your Grace salutes their ear. 'Tis these that early taint the female soul, Instruct the eyes of young Coquettes to roll, Teach Infant-cheeks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a Beau. 90 Oft, when the world imagine women stray, The Sylphs thro' mystic mazes guide their way, Thro' all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new.
Seite 240 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.