The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements. From the text of dr. Warburton. With the life of the author [by T. Cibber].1807 |
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... character can never be found out but by its truth and likeness . P. " SHUT , shut the door , good John ! " fatigued , I said ; " Tie up the knocker ; say I'm sick , I'm dead . " The dog - star rages ! nay , tis past a doubt , All Bedlam ...
... character can never be found out but by its truth and likeness . P. " SHUT , shut the door , good John ! " fatigued , I said ; " Tie up the knocker ; say I'm sick , I'm dead . " The dog - star rages ! nay , tis past a doubt , All Bedlam ...
Σελίδα 44
... character . P. TO AUGUSTUS . WHILE you , great patron of mankind ! sustain The balanc'd world , and open all the main ; Your country , chief in arms , abroad defend , At home with morals , arts , and laws amend ; How shall the Muse ...
... character . P. TO AUGUSTUS . WHILE you , great patron of mankind ! sustain The balanc'd world , and open all the main ; Your country , chief in arms , abroad defend , At home with morals , arts , and laws amend ; How shall the Muse ...
Σελίδα 51
... characters to bed ! And idle Cibber , how he breaks the laws , To make poor Pinkey eat with vast applause ! But fill their purse , our poet's work is done ; Alike to them by pathos or by pun . O you ! whom vanity's light bark conveys On ...
... characters to bed ! And idle Cibber , how he breaks the laws , To make poor Pinkey eat with vast applause ! But fill their purse , our poet's work is done ; Alike to them by pathos or by pun . O you ! whom vanity's light bark conveys On ...
Σελίδα 78
... characters that no one hit ; Come , Henley's oratory , Osborn's wit ! The honey dropping from Favonia's tongue , The flowers of Bubo , and the flow of Young ! The gracious dew of pulpit eloquence , And all the well - whipt cream of ...
... characters that no one hit ; Come , Henley's oratory , Osborn's wit ! The honey dropping from Favonia's tongue , The flowers of Bubo , and the flow of Young ! The gracious dew of pulpit eloquence , And all the well - whipt cream of ...
Σελίδα 135
... CHARACTER . WHEN simple Macer , now of high renown , First sought a poet's fortune in the town , ' Twas all th ' ambition his high soul could feel To wear red stockings , and to dine with Steele : 5 10 15 20 25 So Some ends of verse his ...
... CHARACTER . WHEN simple Macer , now of high renown , First sought a poet's fortune in the town , ' Twas all th ' ambition his high soul could feel To wear red stockings , and to dine with Steele : 5 10 15 20 25 So Some ends of verse his ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections ..., Τόμος 2 Alexander Pope Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 1796 |
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abuse ancient bard Bavius Behold Bless'd Charles Gildon charms Cibber court critics Curl dear Dennis divine dull Dulness dunce Dunciad Epistle Eridanus Essay Essay on Criticism ev'n eyes fame fate flame fool genius gentle Gildon glory goddess grace grave hath head hear heart Heav'n hero Homer honour Horace Iliad IMITATIONS James Moore JOHN DENNIS John Ozell Journal king knave laws learned Leonard Welsted Letter LEWIS THEOBALD live lord lov'd Matthew Concanen moral Muse ne'er never numbers o'er octavo once person pleas'd poem poet poet's poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praise pray'r printed proud queen rage REMARKS rhyme rise round sacred satire shew shine sighs sing Smil soft song soul Swift tears thee thine thing thou thought town truth verse Virgil virtue Whig wings word writ write youth
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Σελίδα 14 - 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 the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, 320 In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes,...
Σελίδα 11 - Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caused himself to rise ; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Σελίδα 107 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Σελίδα 11 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Σελίδα 118 - I weep my past offence, Now think of thee, and curse my innocence. Of all affliction taught a lover yet, 'Tis sure the hardest science to forget? How shall I lose the sin, yet keep the sense. And love th
Σελίδα 90 - 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. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day.
Σελίδα 6 - Sabbath-day to me: Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy! to catch me just at Dinner-time.
Σελίδα 123 - As into air the purer spirits flow, 25 And sep'rate from their kindred dregs below; So flew the soul to its congenial place, Nor left one virtue to redeem her race.
Σελίδα 10 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! 170 The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there?
Σελίδα 116 - With other beauties charm my partial eyes, Full in my view set all the bright abode, And make my soul quit Abelard for God. Ah think at least thy flock deserves thy care, Plants of thy hand, and children of thy pray'r.