The works of Alexander Pope, with notes and illustrations, by himself and others. To which are added, a new life of the author [&c.] by W. Roscoe, Том 41847 |
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... rise to the imputations thrown out against the author of the Essay on Man , as having advanced doctrines unfavourable to revelation , we shall find that they arise chiefly from his not having rendered his work subservient to certain ...
... rise to the imputations thrown out against the author of the Essay on Man , as having advanced doctrines unfavourable to revelation , we shall find that they arise chiefly from his not having rendered his work subservient to certain ...
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... rising whole , The first , last purpose of the human soul ; And knows where faith , law , morals , all began , All end , in love of God , and love of man . For him alone , Hope leads from goal to goal , And opens still , and opens on ...
... rising whole , The first , last purpose of the human soul ; And knows where faith , law , morals , all began , All end , in love of God , and love of man . For him alone , Hope leads from goal to goal , And opens still , and opens on ...
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... rise ; Laugh where we must , be candid where we can ; But vindicate the ways of God to Man . COMMENTARY . The Poet tells us next ( line 16th ) with what design he wrote , viz . " To vindicate the ways of God to Man . " 5 10 15 The men ...
... rise ; Laugh where we must , be candid where we can ; But vindicate the ways of God to Man . COMMENTARY . The Poet tells us next ( line 16th ) with what design he wrote , viz . " To vindicate the ways of God to Man . " 5 10 15 The men ...
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... rise in due degree ; Then , in the scale of reas'ning life , ' tis plain , There must be , somewhere , such a rank as Man : And all the question ( wrangle e'er so long ) Is only this , if God has plac'd him wrong . Respecting Man ...
... rise in due degree ; Then , in the scale of reas'ning life , ' tis plain , There must be , somewhere , such a rank as Man : And all the question ( wrangle e'er so long ) Is only this , if God has plac'd him wrong . Respecting Man ...
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... rise ; My foot - stool earth , my canopy the skies . " But errs not Nature from this gracious end , From burning suns when livid deaths descend , COMMENTARY . 140 Ver . 141. But errs not Nature from this gracious end , ] The author ...
... rise ; My foot - stool earth , my canopy the skies . " But errs not Nature from this gracious end , From burning suns when livid deaths descend , COMMENTARY . 140 Ver . 141. But errs not Nature from this gracious end , ] The author ...
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Страница 425 - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
Страница 48 - 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 340 - 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...
Страница 284 - His gardens next your admiration call; On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene ; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Страница 23 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze!
Страница 34 - In Pride, in reas'ning Pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods. Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell, Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel: And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Страница 97 - Praise ye him, sun and moon : Praise him, all ye stars of light. Praise him, ye heavens of heavens, And ye waters that be above the heavens. Let them praise the name of the LORD: For he commanded, and they were created.
Страница 54 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Страница 30 - 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.
Страница 43 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green : Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood ? The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line : In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?