The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Memoirs of the life and writings of Pope. Recommendatory poems. A discourse on pastoral poetry. Pastorals. Messiah. Windsor forest. Odes. Two chorus's to the tragedy of Brutus. The dying Christian to his soul. An essay on criticism. The rape of the lock. Elegy to the memory of an unfortunate lady. Prologue to Mr. Addison's tragedy of Cato. Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane ShoreJ. Johnson, 1806 |
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... pieces * . The Windfor Foreft now firft appeared in public ; and , as Addifon was fuppofed to be morti- fied at Pope's rifing fame , of course he must be in troduced as having received great pain , from the ani- mated conclufion of this ...
... pieces * . The Windfor Foreft now firft appeared in public ; and , as Addifon was fuppofed to be morti- fied at Pope's rifing fame , of course he must be in troduced as having received great pain , from the ani- mated conclufion of this ...
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... pieces , were col- lected . They seem to have projected this publication as a relief under political difappointment . In this collection was printed the treatife on the Bathos , which was indeed an attack on all the critics of the age ...
... pieces , were col- lected . They seem to have projected this publication as a relief under political difappointment . In this collection was printed the treatife on the Bathos , which was indeed an attack on all the critics of the age ...
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... pieces of defcription and of characters . The forming it into its prefent fhape was , by his own confeffion , the work of Warburton . After the death of his friend Gay , and of his mother , all that was tender in the heart of Pope now ...
... pieces of defcription and of characters . The forming it into its prefent fhape was , by his own confeffion , the work of Warburton . After the death of his friend Gay , and of his mother , all that was tender in the heart of Pope now ...
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... trite . Most of their pieces are no- " thing but a most infipid heap of common - place . Horace has even , in his Art of Poetry , thrown out " feveral " feveral things , which plainly fhew , he thought CHARACTER OF POPE . cxxiij.
... trite . Most of their pieces are no- " thing but a most infipid heap of common - place . Horace has even , in his Art of Poetry , thrown out " feveral " feveral things , which plainly fhew , he thought CHARACTER OF POPE . cxxiij.
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... pieces of profe in our language . It abounds in ftrong good fense , and profound knowledge of life . It is written with fuch fimplicity that scarcely a fingle metaphor is to be found in it . Atterbury was fo delighted with it , that he ...
... pieces of profe in our language . It abounds in ftrong good fense , and profound knowledge of life . It is written with fuch fimplicity that scarcely a fingle metaphor is to be found in it . Atterbury was fo delighted with it , that he ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Addiſon Æneid againſt ancient beauty becauſe beſt boaſt Boileau cauſe character circumftance compofition Criticiſm Critics defcribed defcription defert Dryden Dunciad Eclogues Effay Ev'n ev'ry expreffion eyes facred faid fame fatire fays fecond feems fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhould filver fince fing firft firſt flow'rs fome foon Foreft fpirit fpring ftill fubject fublime fuch fuperior genius groves heav'n himſelf Homer Iliad IMITATIONS itſelf Johnſon juft juſt laft laſt lefs lines loft Lord Lord Hervey Lycidas moft moſt Mufe mufic Muſe muſt nature NOTES numbers nymph o'er obfervations occafion paffage paffions Paftorals perfon pleaſe poem Poet poetical Poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praiſe prefent profe publiſhed Quintilian reafon REMARKS rife ſcene ſeems ſenſe Shakeſpear ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtill ſtrains ſtreams Sylphs thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thought tranflation uſed verfe verſe Virg Virgil WARBURTON WARTON whofe whoſe writing
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 333 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew, And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel...
Seite 187 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Seite 226 - Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But, more...
Seite 218 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end) Some lucky licence answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that licence is a rule.
Seite 324 - The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine; The merchant from th' Exchange returns in peace, And the long labours of the toilet cease.
Seite 309 - Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring spark, The glance by day, the whisper in the dark, When kind occasion prompts their warm desires, When music softens, and when dancing fires ? Tis but their sylph, the wise celestials know, Though honour is the word with men below.
Seite 332 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial tow'rs of Troy; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Seite 110 - Be smooth, ye Rocks; ye rapid Floods, give way ! The SAVIOUR comes! by ancient bards foretold! Hear Him, ye Deaf; and all ye Blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day: Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th...
Seite 115 - See, a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Seite 182 - 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.