The Works of Alexander Pope: Moral essaysA. Millar [and others], 1757 |
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... ev'ry Breast there burns an active flame , The Love of Glory , or the Dread of Shame : The Paffion ONE , tho ' various it appear , As brighten'd into Hope , or dimm'd by Fear . The lifping Infant , and the hoary Sire , 30 And Youth and ...
... ev'ry Breast there burns an active flame , The Love of Glory , or the Dread of Shame : The Paffion ONE , tho ' various it appear , As brighten'd into Hope , or dimm'd by Fear . The lifping Infant , and the hoary Sire , 30 And Youth and ...
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... ev'ry Praise he pants to gain . Thus ftill imperious NATURE plies her part ; And ftill her Dictates work in ev'ry heart , Each Pow'r that fov'reign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt , but Man can ne'er destroy . Like mighty rivers ...
... ev'ry Praise he pants to gain . Thus ftill imperious NATURE plies her part ; And ftill her Dictates work in ev'ry heart , Each Pow'r that fov'reign Nature bids enjoy , Man may corrupt , but Man can ne'er destroy . Like mighty rivers ...
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... ev'ry foe to Wisdom feels her fway . 95 100 ; Smarts , Pedants , as fhe fmiles , no more are vain ; Defponding Fops refign the clouded cane : Hush'd at her voice , pert Folly's felf is still , And Dulness wonders while the drops her ...
... ev'ry foe to Wisdom feels her fway . 95 100 ; Smarts , Pedants , as fhe fmiles , no more are vain ; Defponding Fops refign the clouded cane : Hush'd at her voice , pert Folly's felf is still , And Dulness wonders while the drops her ...
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... Ev'n Fair Religion , Native of the skies , Scorn'd by the Crowd , feeks refuge with the Wife ; The Crowd with ... ry of his pride , 125 And awes the Brave that Earth and Heav'n defy'd . When fell Corruption , by her vafïals crown'd ...
... Ev'n Fair Religion , Native of the skies , Scorn'd by the Crowd , feeks refuge with the Wife ; The Crowd with ... ry of his pride , 125 And awes the Brave that Earth and Heav'n defy'd . When fell Corruption , by her vafïals crown'd ...
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... ev'ry object ev'ry dye . Beware the mad Advent'rer : bold and blind She hoists her fail , and drives with ev'ry wind ; Deaf as the storm to finking Virtue's groan , Nor heeds a Friend's destruction , or her own . Let clear - ey'd Reason ...
... ev'ry object ev'ry dye . Beware the mad Advent'rer : bold and blind She hoists her fail , and drives with ev'ry wind ; Deaf as the storm to finking Virtue's groan , Nor heeds a Friend's destruction , or her own . Let clear - ey'd Reason ...
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Seite 56 - 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 74 - Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race; Wide and more wide, th...
Seite 15 - Were we to press, inferior might on ours; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd: From Nature's chain whatever link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. And, if each system in gradation roll Alike essential to th' amazing whole, The least confusion but in one, not all That system only, but the whole must fall.
Seite 59 - Know, all the good that individuals find, Or God and nature meant to mere mankind, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, oh virtue ! peace is all thy own.
Seite 16 - To serve mere engines to the ruling mind ? Just as absurd for any part to claim To be another in this...
Seite 58 - But mutual wants this happiness increase, All nature's difference keeps all nature's peace. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing, Bliss is the same in subject or in king; In who obtain defence, or who defend, In him who is, or him who finds a friend : Heaven breathes through every member of the whole One common blessing as one common soul.
Seite 4 - 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 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Seite 5 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, "Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Seite 40 - Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.