The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeD. Appleton, 1869 - 485 Seiten |
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... Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I will resign ...
... Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I will resign ...
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... tell the reeds , and tell the vocal shore , Fair Daphne's dead , and music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in sighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in every plain and wood , Her fate ...
... tell the reeds , and tell the vocal shore , Fair Daphne's dead , and music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in sighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in every plain and wood , Her fate ...
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... tell , a STUART reigns . Not thus the land appear'd in ages past , A dreary desert , and a gloomy waste , To savage beasts and savage laws a prey , And kings more furious and severe than they ; Who claim'd the skies , dispeopled air and ...
... tell , a STUART reigns . Not thus the land appear'd in ages past , A dreary desert , and a gloomy waste , To savage beasts and savage laws a prey , And kings more furious and severe than they ; Who claim'd the skies , dispeopled air and ...
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... now no more let poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is given ; His numbers raised a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heaven . TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS CHORUS OF ATHENIANS 40 ODE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY .
... now no more let poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is given ; His numbers raised a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heaven . TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS CHORUS OF ATHENIANS 40 ODE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY .
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... With meditation . Thus let me live , unseen , unknown , Thus unlamented let me die , Steal from the world , and not a stone Tell where I lie . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL Ode . I. VITAL ODE ON SOLITUDE . 43 ODE ON SOLITUDE.
... With meditation . Thus let me live , unseen , unknown , Thus unlamented let me die , Steal from the world , and not a stone Tell where I lie . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL Ode . I. VITAL ODE ON SOLITUDE . 43 ODE ON SOLITUDE.
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Adrastus Æneid ancient Bavius beauty behold blest breast charms court cried critics crown'd divine Dryope Dulness Dunciad e'er eclogue EPISTLE Essay on Criticism eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flame flowers fool gentle give glory goddess gods grace happy hath head heart Heaven hero honour Iliad John Dennis Jove king knave learn'd learned Leonard Welsted LEWIS THEOBALD live lord mankind mind mortal muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once passion pastoral Phoebus plain pleased pleasure poem poet Pope praise pride proud queen rage reign rise round sacred Sappho satire sense shade shine sighs silvan sing skies smiling soft soul sylphs tears Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thine things thou thought throne trembling truth Twas verse Virgil virgin virtue wife wings wretched write youth
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Seite 53 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join, And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes, With sure returns of still expected rhymes; Where'er you find 'the cooling western breeze...
Seite 223 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide ! how deep extend below ! Vast chain of being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.
Seite 292 - 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 218 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Seite 219 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now.
Seite 220 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To be, contents his natural desire, He asks no angel's wing, no seraph's fire ; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Seite 218 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights explore, Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar ; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise ; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can ; But vindicate the ways of God to Man.
Seite 365 - Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.
Seite 24 - Swift fly the years, and rise th' expected morn ! Oh spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! See, Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring: See lofty Lebanon his head advance, See nodding forests on the mountains dance : See spicy clouds from lowly Saron rise, And Carmel's flowery top perfumes the skies!
Seite 43 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground.