The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1873 - 600 страница |
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... thro ' trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You , that too wise for pride , too good for pow'r , Enjoy the glory to be great no more , And carrying with you all the world can boast ,. F ' These Pastorals ...
... thro ' trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You , that too wise for pride , too good for pow'r , Enjoy the glory to be great no more , And carrying with you all the world can boast ,. F ' These Pastorals ...
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... thro ' naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twin'd ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Aw'd by his Nobles , by his ...
... thro ' naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twin'd ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Aw'd by his Nobles , by his ...
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... thro ' the thickets , down the valleys sweep , Hang o'er their coursers ' heads with eager speed , And earth rolls back beneath the flying steed . Let old Arcadia boast her ample plain , Th ' immortal huntress , and her virgin train ...
... thro ' the thickets , down the valleys sweep , Hang o'er their coursers ' heads with eager speed , And earth rolls back beneath the flying steed . Let old Arcadia boast her ample plain , Th ' immortal huntress , and her virgin train ...
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... Thro ' the fair scene roll slow the lingering streams , Then foaming pour along , and rush into the Thames . Thou , too , great father of the British floods ! With joyful pride survey'st our lofty woods ; Where tow'ring oaks their ...
... Thro ' the fair scene roll slow the lingering streams , Then foaming pour along , and rush into the Thames . Thou , too , great father of the British floods ! With joyful pride survey'st our lofty woods ; Where tow'ring oaks their ...
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... thro ' all th ' infernal bounds , Which flaming Phlegethon surrounds , 50 Love , strong as Death , the Poet led To the pale nations of the dead , What sounds were heard , What scenes appear'd , 1 Few images in any poet , ancient or ...
... thro ' all th ' infernal bounds , Which flaming Phlegethon surrounds , 50 Love , strong as Death , the Poet led To the pale nations of the dead , What sounds were heard , What scenes appear'd , 1 Few images in any poet , ancient or ...
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Страница 40 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Страница 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...
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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.
Страница 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
Страница 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...
Страница 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...
Страница 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.