The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, Band 7J. and P. Knapton [and others], 1751 |
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... faid to leave the world , fince I fhall enjoy in your converfation all that I can defire of it ; nay , can learn more from you alone , than from my long experience of the great , or little vulgar in it . As to the fuccefs of your poems ...
... faid to leave the world , fince I fhall enjoy in your converfation all that I can defire of it ; nay , can learn more from you alone , than from my long experience of the great , or little vulgar in it . As to the fuccefs of your poems ...
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... faid of me was in earnest : It is not the first time , your great wits have gain'd reputa- tion by their paradoxical or ironical praises ; your ' forefathers have done it , Erafmus and others . For all mankind who know me muft confess ...
... faid of me was in earnest : It is not the first time , your great wits have gain'd reputa- tion by their paradoxical or ironical praises ; your ' forefathers have done it , Erafmus and others . For all mankind who know me muft confess ...
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... faid before , as to exprefs thofe best that have been faid ofteneft ; and that writers , in the cafe of borrowing from others , are like trees which of themselves would produce only one fort of fruit , but by being grafted upon others ...
... faid before , as to exprefs thofe best that have been faid ofteneft ; and that writers , in the cafe of borrowing from others , are like trees which of themselves would produce only one fort of fruit , but by being grafted upon others ...
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... Indeed in all the common fubjects of Poetry , the thoughts are so obvious ( at least if they are natural ) that whoever writes laft , muft write things like what have been faid before : But they things 46 LETTERS TO AND.
... Indeed in all the common fubjects of Poetry , the thoughts are so obvious ( at least if they are natural ) that whoever writes laft , muft write things like what have been faid before : But they things 46 LETTERS TO AND.
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Alexander Pope. things like what have been faid before : But they may as well applaud the Ancients for the arts of eat- ing and drinking , and accufe the moderns of hav- ing ftolen those inventions from them ; it being evi- dent in all ...
Alexander Pope. things like what have been faid before : But they may as well applaud the Ancients for the arts of eat- ing and drinking , and accufe the moderns of hav- ing ftolen those inventions from them ; it being evi- dent in all ...
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Seite 69 - 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 190 - 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 190 - The Dying Christian to his Soul: Ode Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say. Sister spirit, come away.
Seite 189 - I should myself be much better pleased, if I were told you called me your little friend, than if you complimented me with the title of a great genius, or an eminent hand, as Jacob does all his authors.
Seite 244 - Don't you design to let him pass a year at Oxford ? "To what purpose? (said he) the Universities do but make Pedants, and I intend to breed him a man of business.
Seite 244 - Now damn them ! what if they should put it into the newspaper, how you and I went together to Oxford ? what would I care? If I should go down into Sussex, they would say I was gone to the Speaker. But what of that ? If my son were but big enough to go on with the business, by G — d I would keep as good company as old Jacob.
Seite 214 - ... me to live agreeably in the town, or contentedly in the country, which is really all the difference I set between an easy fortune and a small one.
Seite 236 - ... to one of the few, who (in any age) have come up to that character. I am...
Seite 132 - Shakespear has it) to dinner, with what appetite they may and after that, till midnight, walk, work, or think, which they please.
Seite 184 - ... not very common to young men, that the attractions of the world have not dazzled me very much ; and I...