The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Band 2Published for the booksellers, 1828 |
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... beauty , should be like in fame . Here hills and vales , the woodland and the plain , Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos - like together crush'd and bruis'd , But , as the world , harmoniously confus'd : Where order ...
... beauty , should be like in fame . Here hills and vales , the woodland and the plain , Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos - like together crush'd and bruis'd , But , as the world , harmoniously confus'd : Where order ...
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... beauty , and the care ; A belt her waist , a fillet binds her hair ; A painted quiver on her shoulder sounds , And with her dart the flying deer she wounds . It chanc'd , as eager of the chase , the maid Beyond the forest's verdant ...
... beauty , and the care ; A belt her waist , a fillet binds her hair ; A painted quiver on her shoulder sounds , And with her dart the flying deer she wounds . It chanc'd , as eager of the chase , the maid Beyond the forest's verdant ...
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... beauty , waking all her forms , supplies An angel's sweetness , or Bridgewater's eyes . Muse ! at that name thy sacred sorrows shed , Those tears eternal that embalm the dead ; Call round her tomb each object of desire , Each purer ...
... beauty , waking all her forms , supplies An angel's sweetness , or Bridgewater's eyes . Muse ! at that name thy sacred sorrows shed , Those tears eternal that embalm the dead ; Call round her tomb each object of desire , Each purer ...
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... beauty , will like that decay , Our hearts may bear its slender chain a day , As flowery bands in wantonness are worn , A morning's pleasure , and at evening torn : This binds in ties more easy , yet more strong , The willing heart ...
... beauty , will like that decay , Our hearts may bear its slender chain a day , As flowery bands in wantonness are worn , A morning's pleasure , and at evening torn : This binds in ties more easy , yet more strong , The willing heart ...
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... beauty in distress , Who loves a lie , lame slander helps about , Who writes a libel , or who copies out ; That fop whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet absent wounds an author's honest fame ; Who can your merit selfishly approve ...
... beauty in distress , Who loves a lie , lame slander helps about , Who writes a libel , or who copies out ; That fop whose pride affects a patron's name , Yet absent wounds an author's honest fame ; Who can your merit selfishly approve ...
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Ambrose Philips arms bards Bavius beauty behold bless'd breast charms Cibber court cries crouchen crown'd dear divine Dryope Dulness dunce Dunciad e'er ease envy eternal ev'n eyes fair fame fate fire flames flatter fool gentle glory goddess gold grace head heart heav'n honour Horace king knave labour laugh learn'd learned live lord lov'd monumental brass moral muse ne'er never numbers nymph o'er Ogilby once open every door peace Pindaric pleas'd poet poet's pow'r praise pride Procris proud queen rage rais'd REMARKS rhyme rise roll round sacred Sappho satire SEMICHORUS sense shade shine silent sing skies Smil smile soft song soul stretch'd Swift tears Thames thee thine thing thou throne tongue town trembling truth Twas verse Vertumnus vice virtue Westminster Abbey what's Whig wings write youth
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Seite 52 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Seite 7 - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring and sudden verdure rise ; And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds, to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear.
Seite 43 - Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the Muse he loved.
Seite 7 - And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet; The smiling infant in his hand shall take The crested basilisk and speckled snake, Pleased the green lustre of the scales survey, And with their forky tongue shall innocently play.
Seite 85 - Tis he, who gives my breast a thousand pains, Can make me feel each Passion that he feigns ; Enrage, compose, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart; And snatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.
Seite 188 - Night primaeval and of Chaos old ! Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Seite 52 - Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies ; His wit all see-saw between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing ! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart ; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord. Eve's tempter thus the rabbins have exprest, A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest ; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep,...
Seite 213 - Kneller, by Heaven, and not a master taught, Whose art was nature, and whose pictures thought ; Now for two ages, having snatch'd from fate Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great, Lies crown'd with Princes' honours, Poets' lays, Due to his merit, and brave thirst of praise.
Seite 89 - Indebted to no prince or peer alive, Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes,* 70 If I would scribble rather than repose. Years following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away ; In one our frolics, one amusements end, In one a mistress drops, in one a friend...
Seite 188 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.