The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the Author..J. Walker; J. Johnson; W. J. and J. Richardson ... [and 18 others], 1808 - 651 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 44
... Fools grant whate'er ambition craves , And men , once ignorant are slaves . O curs'd effects of civil hate , In every age , in every state ! Still , when the lust of tyrant power succeeds , Some Athens perishes , some Tully bleeds ...
... Fools grant whate'er ambition craves , And men , once ignorant are slaves . O curs'd effects of civil hate , In every age , in every state ! Still , when the lust of tyrant power succeeds , Some Athens perishes , some Tully bleeds ...
Σελίδα 48
... two , less dangerous is th ' offence To tire our patience , than mislead our sense , Some few in that , but numbers err in this , Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose , Now one.
... two , less dangerous is th ' offence To tire our patience , than mislead our sense , Some few in that , but numbers err in this , Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose , Now one.
Σελίδα 49
... fools . In search of wit these lose their common sense , And then turn critics in their own defence : Each burns alike , who can , or cannot write , Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite . All fools have still an itching to deride ...
... fools . In search of wit these lose their common sense , And then turn critics in their own defence : Each burns alike , who can , or cannot write , Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite . All fools have still an itching to deride ...
Σελίδα 51
... fools . Some on the leaves of ancient authors prey , Nor time nor moths e'er spoil'd so much as they : Some drily plain , without invention's aid , Write dull receipts how poems may be made . These leave the sense , their learning to ...
... fools . Some on the leaves of ancient authors prey , Nor time nor moths e'er spoil'd so much as they : Some drily plain , without invention's aid , Write dull receipts how poems may be made . These leave the sense , their learning to ...
Σελίδα 54
... fools . Whatever nature has in worth deny'd , She gives in large recruits of needful pride : For as in bodies , thus in souls , we find What wants in blood and spirits , swell'd with wind : Pride where wit fails , steps in to our ...
... fools . Whatever nature has in worth deny'd , She gives in large recruits of needful pride : For as in bodies , thus in souls , we find What wants in blood and spirits , swell'd with wind : Pride where wit fails , steps in to our ...
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Σελίδα 212 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Σελίδα 43 - 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 203 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide ! how deep extend below ! Vast chain of being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.
Σελίδα 54 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Σελίδα 199 - 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.
Σελίδα 67 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip, with Nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a Gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Σελίδα 216 - See dying vegetables life sustain, See life dissolving vegetate again: All forms that perish other forms supply; (By turns we catch the vital breath, and die) Like bubbles on the sea of Matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.
Σελίδα 55 - 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.
Σελίδα 199 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Σελίδα 209 - Subject, compound them, follow her and God. Love, hope, and joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, fear, and grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd, Make and maintain the balance of the mind: The lights and shades, whose well accorded strife Gives all the strength and colour of our life.