The Works of Alexander Pope: LettersA. Millar [and others], 1757 |
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... pray , help me to a better , as , I doubt not , you can , I am , & c . I LETTER II . From Mr. WYCHERLEY . Jan. 25 , 1704-5- Have been fo busy of late in correcting and tran- fcribing fome of my madrigals for a great man or two who ...
... pray , help me to a better , as , I doubt not , you can , I am , & c . I LETTER II . From Mr. WYCHERLEY . Jan. 25 , 1704-5- Have been fo busy of late in correcting and tran- fcribing fome of my madrigals for a great man or two who ...
Σελίδα 9
... pray how is it poffible to have the one without the other ? we must admire be- fore we love . You affirm , you would have me fo much your friend as to appear your enemy , and find out your faults rather than your perfections ; but ( my ...
... pray how is it poffible to have the one without the other ? we must admire be- fore we love . You affirm , you would have me fo much your friend as to appear your enemy , and find out your faults rather than your perfections ; but ( my ...
Σελίδα 21
... Pray let me know your mind in this , for I am utterly at a lofs . Yet I have try'd what I could to do fome of the fongs , and the poems on Laziness and Igno- rance , but can't ( even in my own partial judgment ) think my alterations ...
... Pray let me know your mind in this , for I am utterly at a lofs . Yet I have try'd what I could to do fome of the fongs , and the poems on Laziness and Igno- rance , but can't ( even in my own partial judgment ) think my alterations ...
Σελίδα 27
... pray write to me when you can , you cannot too often . * These two fimiles of the Biafs of a Bowl , and the Weights of a Clock , were at length put into the first book of the Dunciad . And thus we have the hiftory of their birth ...
... pray write to me when you can , you cannot too often . * These two fimiles of the Biafs of a Bowl , and the Weights of a Clock , were at length put into the first book of the Dunciad . And thus we have the hiftory of their birth ...
Σελίδα 41
... Pray , prefent my moft humble fer- vice to Sir William Trumbull ; for whom and whose judgment I have so profound a refpect , that his ex- ample had almoft made me marry , more than my Nephew's ill carriage to me ; having once refolv'd ...
... Pray , prefent my moft humble fer- vice to Sir William Trumbull ; for whom and whose judgment I have so profound a refpect , that his ex- ample had almoft made me marry , more than my Nephew's ill carriage to me ; having once refolv'd ...
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Σελίδα 85 - 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.
Σελίδα 85 - Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body; peace of mind; Quiet by day ; Sound sleep by night; study and ease Together mix'd; sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
Σελίδα 234 - 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?
Σελίδα 301 - Pray tell me next how you deal with the critics? " Sir," said he,
Σελίδα 226 - I never had any esteem for, are likely to enjoy this world after me. When I reflect what an...
Σελίδα 302 - Now, sir, (continued Mr. Lintot,) in return to the frankness I have shown, pray tell me, is it the opinion of your friends at Court that my Lord Lansdown will be brought to the bar or not?" I told him I heard he would not, and I hoped it, my Lord being one I had particular obligations to. — " That may be," replied Mr. Lintot, " but by G , if he is not, I shall lose the printing of a very good trial.
Σελίδα 164 - L. walked with me three or four hours by moonlight, and we met no creature of any quality but the King, who gave audience to the vicechamberlain all alone under the garden wall.
Σελίδα 124 - All that regards design, form, fable (which is the soul of poetry), all that concerns exactness or consent of parts (which is the body), will probably be wanting; only pretty conceptions, fine metaphors, glittering expressions, and something of a neat cast of verse (which are properly the dress, gems, or loose ornaments of poetry), may be found in these verses.
Σελίδα 233 - I will do, but have already done the thing you desired of me. You have it (as Cowley calls it) just warm from the brain. It came to me the first moment I waked this morning: yet, you will see, it was not so absolutely inspiration, but that I had in my head not only the verses of Adrian, but the fine fragment of Sappho, &c.
Σελίδα 54 - People seek for what they call wit, on all subjects, and in all places ; not considering that nature loves truth so well, that it hardly ever admits of flourishing : conceit is to nature what paint is to beauty ; it is not only needless, but impairs what it would improve.