The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Four Volumes Complete. With His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements. Carefully Collated and Compared with Former Editions: Together with Notes from the Various Critics and CommentatorsEditor, and sold, 1778 |
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... fince , if it be given to his face , it can fcarce be diftin- guished from flattery , and if in his abfehce , it is hard to be certain of it . Were he fure to be commended by the best and most knowing , he is as fure of being envied by ...
... fince , if it be given to his face , it can fcarce be diftin- guished from flattery , and if in his abfehce , it is hard to be certain of it . Were he fure to be commended by the best and most knowing , he is as fure of being envied by ...
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... fince my writ- ings have had their fate already , and it is too late to think of prepoffeffing the reader in their favour . I would plead it as fome merit in me , that the world has never been prepared for these trifles by prefaces ...
... fince my writ- ings have had their fate already , and it is too late to think of prepoffeffing the reader in their favour . I would plead it as fome merit in me , that the world has never been prepared for these trifles by prefaces ...
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... fince the life of fhepherds was attended with more tranquillity than any other rural employment , the Poets chose to introduce their perfons , from whom it received the name of Paftoral . A Paftoral is an imitation of the action of a ...
... fince the life of fhepherds was attended with more tranquillity than any other rural employment , the Poets chose to introduce their perfons , from whom it received the name of Paftoral . A Paftoral is an imitation of the action of a ...
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... fince the inftructions given for any art are to be delivered as that art is in perfection , they must of neceffity be derived from thofe in whom it is acknow- ledged fo to be . It is therefore from the practice of Theocritus and Virgil ...
... fince the inftructions given for any art are to be delivered as that art is in perfection , they must of neceffity be derived from thofe in whom it is acknow- ledged fo to be . It is therefore from the practice of Theocritus and Virgil ...
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... fince the time of Virgil . Not but he may be thought imperfect in some few points . His Eclogues are fomewhat too long , if we compare them with the ancients . He is fometimes too allegorical , and treats of matters of religion in a ...
... fince the time of Virgil . Not but he may be thought imperfect in some few points . His Eclogues are fomewhat too long , if we compare them with the ancients . He is fometimes too allegorical , and treats of matters of religion in a ...
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Страница 57 - 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.
Страница 256 - 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...
Страница 337 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot.
Страница 101 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Страница 288 - Pursues that chain which links th' immense design, Joins heav'n and earth, and mortal and divine; Sees, that no being any bliss can know, But touches some above, and some below; Learns, from this union of the 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.
Страница 294 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Страница 284 - Go ! if your ancient, but ignoble blood Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood, Go ! and pretend your family is young, Nor own your fathers have been fools so long. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards ? Alas ! not all the blood of all the Howards. Look next on greatness : say where greatness lies, Where, but among the heroes and the wise...
Страница 92 - And decks the goddess with the glittering 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 279 - Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ? • Where grows ? — where grows it not? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Страница 330 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half-hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repair'd with straw, With tape-tied curtains, never meant to draw, The George and Garter dangling from that bed Where tawdry yellow strove with dirty red, Great Villiers lies — alas!