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Then criticism the Muse ' s handmaid proved , To dress her charms , and make
her more beloved : But following wits from that intention stray ' d ; Who could not
win the mistress , woo ' d the maid ; Against the poets their own arms they turn ' d
...
Then criticism the Muse ' s handmaid proved , To dress her charms , and make
her more beloved : But following wits from that intention stray ' d ; Who could not
win the mistress , woo ' d the maid ; Against the poets their own arms they turn ' d
...
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Yet let not each gay turn thy rapture move ; 390 For fools admire , but men of
sense approve : As things seem large which we through mist descry , Dulness is
ever apt to magnify . . . Some foreign writers , some our own despise ; The
ancients ...
Yet let not each gay turn thy rapture move ; 390 For fools admire , but men of
sense approve : As things seem large which we through mist descry , Dulness is
ever apt to magnify . . . Some foreign writers , some our own despise ; The
ancients ...
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That gay freethinker , a fine talker once , What turns him now a stupid , silent
dunce ? Some God or spirit he has lately ... Manners with fortunes , humors turn
with climes , Tenets with books , and principles with times . III . Search then the
ruling ...
That gay freethinker , a fine talker once , What turns him now a stupid , silent
dunce ? Some God or spirit he has lately ... Manners with fortunes , humors turn
with climes , Tenets with books , and principles with times . III . Search then the
ruling ...
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130 Her every turn with violence pursued , No more a storm her hate than
gratitude : To that each passion turns , or soon or late ; Love , if it makes her yield
, must make her hate : Superiors ? death ! and equals ? what a curse ! 135 But an
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130 Her every turn with violence pursued , No more a storm her hate than
gratitude : To that each passion turns , or soon or late ; Love , if it makes her yield
, must make her hate : Superiors ? death ! and equals ? what a curse ! 135 But an
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50 Pitholeon libelld me : - but here ' s a letter Informs you , sir , ' twas when he
knew no better . Dare you refuse him ? Curll invites to dine ; He ' ll write a Journal
, or he ' ll turn divine . ' Bless me ! a packet . - - ' Tis a stranger sues , 55 A virgin ...
50 Pitholeon libelld me : - but here ' s a letter Informs you , sir , ' twas when he
knew no better . Dare you refuse him ? Curll invites to dine ; He ' ll write a Journal
, or he ' ll turn divine . ' Bless me ! a packet . - - ' Tis a stranger sues , 55 A virgin ...
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Seite 72 - whispers through the trees ;' If crystal streams ' with pleasing murmurs creep," The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with 'sleep;' Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Seite 196 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Seite 70 - Its gaudy colours spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey, All glares alike, without distinction gay ; But true expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon ; It gilds all objects, but it alters none.
Seite 61 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Seite 67 - A little learning is a dangerous thing! Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Seite 110 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;) " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace " Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : " One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead— " And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Seite 180 - They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge. No place is sacred, not the church is free, Ev'n Sunday shines no Sabbath-day to me: Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy! to catch me, just at dinner-time.
Seite 73 - 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 81 - Tis not enough your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown proposed as things forgot.
Seite 69 - The manners, passions, unities, what not? All which, exact to rule, were brought about, Were but a combat in the lists left out. "What! leave the combat out?" exclaims the knight; Yes, or we must renounce the Stagirite. "Not so, by Heaven" (he answers in a rage), "Knights, squires, and steeds, must enter on the stage.
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| Titel | The works of Alexander Pope; with a memoir of the author, notes [&c.] by G. Croly, Band 2 The works of Alexander Pope; with a memoir of the author, notes [&c.] by G. Croly, Alexander Pope |
| Autor/in | Alexander Pope |
| Herausgeber | George Croly |
| Veröffentlicht | 1835 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 29. Juni 2006 |
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