The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With Memoir, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes, Том 1J. Nichol, 1856 |
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... of " Windsor Forest , " although they were not published for some time afterwards . By his incessant exertions , he now began to feel his constitution injured . He imagined himself dying , and sent farewell LIFE OF ALEXANDER POPE . vii.
... of " Windsor Forest , " although they were not published for some time afterwards . By his incessant exertions , he now began to feel his constitution injured . He imagined himself dying , and sent farewell LIFE OF ALEXANDER POPE . vii.
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... feel that their point is deadened and their power gone . This at least is our opinion ; although many to this day con- tinue to admire these translations , and have even said that if they are not Homer , they are something better . The ...
... feel that their point is deadened and their power gone . This at least is our opinion ; although many to this day con- tinue to admire these translations , and have even said that if they are not Homer , they are something better . The ...
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... feel , entire indiffer- ence as to these assaults . On some of them , indeed , he could afford to look down with contempt , on account of their obvious animus and gross language . Others , again , were neu- tralised by the fact , that ...
... feel , entire indiffer- ence as to these assaults . On some of them , indeed , he could afford to look down with contempt , on account of their obvious animus and gross language . Others , again , were neu- tralised by the fact , that ...
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... Libya's burning plains I'll go , On Alpine mountains tread the eternal snow ; 47 60 70 Yet feel no heat but what our loves impart , And dread no coldness but in Thyrsis ' heart . Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! PASTORALS .
... Libya's burning plains I'll go , On Alpine mountains tread the eternal snow ; 47 60 70 Yet feel no heat but what our loves impart , And dread no coldness but in Thyrsis ' heart . Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! PASTORALS .
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... feel th ' eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects , The tender lambs he ...
... feel th ' eternal wound . As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air , Explores the lost , the wandering sheep directs , By day o'ersees them , and by night protects , The tender lambs he ...
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ALEXANDER POPE Ambrose Philips ancient Bavius beauty bless'd blest bliss breast breath bright charms court cried critics crown'd Curll Cynthus divine Dunciad e'er earth Eclogues Elkanah Settle envy EPISTLE eternal eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames flowers fools genius glory Gnome grace groves happy head heart Heaven honour Horace Iliad kings knave laws learn'd live Lord Lord Bolingbroke mankind mind mortal Muse Muse's Nature Nature's ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once passion pastoral peace plain pleased poem poet Pope Pope's praise pride proud rage reason rhyme rise sacred Sappho satire sense shade shine sighs sing skies smile soft song soul spleen Sylphs taught tears Thalestris thee Theocritus things thou thought trembling truth Twas Umbriel VARIATIONS verse virtue WESTMINSTER ABBEY whate'er Whig wings write youth
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Страница 177 - Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent : Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns : To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Страница 37 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — the style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found...
Страница 38 - whispers through the trees;' If crystal streams ' with pleasing murmurs creep,' The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with 'sleep;' Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Страница 29 - First follow nature and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same : Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides; In some fair body thus th...
Страница 210 - God loves from whole to parts: but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Страница 71 - 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 open'd, then the case, And thus broke out — -"My lord, why, what the devil!
Страница 45 - And speak, though sure, with seeming diffidence: Some positive, persisting fops we know, Who, if once wrong, will needs be always so ; But you, with pleasure, own your errors past, 570 And make each day a critique on the last.
Страница 207 - To see all others' faults, and feel our own : Condemn'd in business or in arts to drudge, Without a second, or without a judge : Truths would you teach, or save a sinking land ? All fear, none aid you, and few understand.
Страница 197 - For forms of government let fools contest ; Whate'er is best administered is best : For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight ; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Страница 212 - tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, thro...