The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1873 - 600 Seiten |
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... , and not a stone Tell where I lie . 20 production , yet Dodsley , who was honoured with his intimacy , had seen several pieces of a still earlier date . Roscoe . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . [ WRITTEN 1712. ODES . 45.
... , and not a stone Tell where I lie . 20 production , yet Dodsley , who was honoured with his intimacy , had seen several pieces of a still earlier date . Roscoe . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL . [ WRITTEN 1712. ODES . 45.
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... Tell me , my Soul , can this be Death ? III . The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic_ring : 15 Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy Victory ? O Death ...
... Tell me , my Soul , can this be Death ? III . The world recedes ; it disappears ! Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears With sounds seraphic_ring : 15 Lend , lend your wings ! I mount ! I fly ! O Grave ! where is thy Victory ? O Death ...
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... tell ' em , would a hundred tongues require , Or one vain wit's , that might a hundred tire . But you who seek to give and merit fame , And justly bear a Critic's noble name , Be sure yourself and your own reach to know , How far your ...
... tell ' em , would a hundred tongues require , Or one vain wit's , that might a hundred tire . But you who seek to give and merit fame , And justly bear a Critic's noble name , Be sure yourself and your own reach to know , How far your ...
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... tell our author , that there was one way still left open for him by which he might excel any of his predecessors , which was , by correctness ; that though , indeed , we had several great poets , we as yet could boast of none that were ...
... tell our author , that there was one way still left open for him by which he might excel any of his predecessors , which was , by correctness ; that though , indeed , we had several great poets , we as yet could boast of none that were ...
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... tell , Thrice from my trembling hand the patch - box fell ; The tott'ring China shook without a wind , Nay , Poll sat mute , and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warn'd me of the threats of fate , In mystic visions , now believ'd too ...
... tell , Thrice from my trembling hand the patch - box fell ; The tott'ring China shook without a wind , Nay , Poll sat mute , and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warn'd me of the threats of fate , In mystic visions , now believ'd too ...
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Seite 40 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Seite 274 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; 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. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as...
Seite 74 - The Berries crackle, and the Mill turns round ; On shining Altars of Japan they raise The silver Lamp ; the fiery Spirits blaze. From silver Spouts the grateful Liquors glide, While China's Earth receives the smoking Tide.
Seite 49 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ : Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where Nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Seite 68 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white.
Seite 52 - 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 65 - Muse! is due: This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view: Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred lord t
Seite 78 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane,) With earnest eyes, and round unthinking face, He first the snuff-box...
Seite 277 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Seite 275 - 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.