The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Four Volumes Complete. With His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements. Carefully Collated and Compared with Former Editions: Together with Notes from the Various Critics and CommentatorsEditor, and sold, 1778 |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 45
Seite xi
... loft graces of fimplicity : So rural beauties captivate our sense With virgin charms , and native excellence . Yet long her modesty those charms conceal'd , ' Till by men's envy to the world reveal'd ; For wits induftrions to their ...
... loft graces of fimplicity : So rural beauties captivate our sense With virgin charms , and native excellence . Yet long her modesty those charms conceal'd , ' Till by men's envy to the world reveal'd ; For wits induftrions to their ...
Seite xix
... loft : O'er his fimooth fkin a bark of wrinkles fpread ; Old age difgrac'd the honours of his head ; 60 Nor longer in his heavy , eye - ball shin'd The glance divine , forth - beaming from the mind . But you , like Pallas , ev'ry limb ...
... loft : O'er his fimooth fkin a bark of wrinkles fpread ; Old age difgrac'd the honours of his head ; 60 Nor longer in his heavy , eye - ball shin'd The glance divine , forth - beaming from the mind . But you , like Pallas , ev'ry limb ...
Seite xxii
... loft ;. * - 10 From tyrants , and from priefts , the Mufes fly , bant Daughters of Reason and of Liberty . Nor Baiæ now , nor Umbria's plain they love , Nor on the banks of Nar , or Mincia rove ; To Thames's flow'ry borders they retire ...
... loft ;. * - 10 From tyrants , and from priefts , the Mufes fly , bant Daughters of Reason and of Liberty . Nor Baiæ now , nor Umbria's plain they love , Nor on the banks of Nar , or Mincia rove ; To Thames's flow'ry borders they retire ...
Seite xxiii
... loft ; Where science in the arms of peace is laid , And plants her palm beneath the olive's fhade . Such was the theme ' for which my lyre I ftrung , Such was the people whofe exploits I fung ; 35 45 50 55 60 65 Brave , Brave , yet ...
... loft ; Where science in the arms of peace is laid , And plants her palm beneath the olive's fhade . Such was the theme ' for which my lyre I ftrung , Such was the people whofe exploits I fung ; 35 45 50 55 60 65 Brave , Brave , yet ...
Seite 17
... away ! To Delia's ear the tender notes convey . * This Paftoral consists of two parts , like the eighth of Virgil . The feene , a Hill , the time , at Sun - fet . VOL . I. D As As fome fad Turtle his loft love deplores , And.
... away ! To Delia's ear the tender notes convey . * This Paftoral consists of two parts , like the eighth of Virgil . The feene , a Hill , the time , at Sun - fet . VOL . I. D As As fome fad Turtle his loft love deplores , And.
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
beft bleffing bleft breaft cauſe charms crown'd Dæmons Dryope e'er eaſe Eclogues Eteocles ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire feem fenfe fhades fhall fhining fhould fide fighs filent filver fince fing fire firft firſt fix'd fkies flain flame fleep flow'rs foft fome fool foon forefts foul fpring ftands ftate ftill ftreams fuch fung fure fwell grace groves happineſs heart heav'n himſelf honour huſband itſelf juft king laft laſt lefs loft lord moft Mufe mufic muft muſt nature night numbers nymph o'er paffion Phoebus plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poet pow'r praiſe pride rage raiſe reafon reft reign rife Sappho ſcene ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſkies ſky ſpread ſtill Sylphs tears Thebes thee thefe Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro trembling Twas uſe virtue whofe whoſe wife youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 57 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Seite 256 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green ; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood. The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...
Seite 337 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot.
Seite 101 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Seite 288 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine; Sees, that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above, and some below; Learns, from this union of the rising whole, The first, last purpose of the human soul; And knows where faith, law, morals, all began, All end, in love of God, and love of man.
Seite 294 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Seite 284 - Go ! if your ancient, but ignoble blood Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood, Go ! and pretend your family is young, Nor own your fathers have been fools so long. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards. Look next on greatness : say where greatness lies, Where, but among the heroes and the wise...
Seite 92 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white.
Seite 279 - Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ? • Where grows ? — where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Seite 330 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!