Selected Poems of Alexander PopeCrofts, 1926 - 271 страница |
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... round the same unvary'd chimes , With sure returns of still expected rhymes ; Where'er you find " the cooling western breeze , " In the next line , it " whispers through the trees " : If crystal streams " with pleasing murmurs creep ...
... round the same unvary'd chimes , With sure returns of still expected rhymes ; Where'er you find " the cooling western breeze , " In the next line , it " whispers through the trees " : If crystal streams " with pleasing murmurs creep ...
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... round thee fly , The light Militia of the lower sky : These , tho ' unseen , are ever on the wing , Hang o'er the Box , and hover round the Ring . Think what an equipage thou hast in Air , And view with scorn two Pages and a Chair . As ...
... round thee fly , The light Militia of the lower sky : These , tho ' unseen , are ever on the wing , Hang o'er the Box , and hover round the Ring . Think what an equipage thou hast in Air , And view with scorn two Pages and a Chair . As ...
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... round the sails repair : Soft o'er the shrouds aërial whispers breathe , That seem'd but Zephyrs to the twain beneath . Some to the sun their insect - wings unfold , Waft on the breeze , or sink in clouds of gold ; Transparent forms ...
... round the sails repair : Soft o'er the shrouds aërial whispers breathe , That seem'd but Zephyrs to the twain beneath . Some to the sun their insect - wings unfold , Waft on the breeze , or sink in clouds of gold ; Transparent forms ...
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... 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 smoaking tyde : ΣΙΟ At once they gratify their scent and taste ...
... 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 smoaking tyde : ΣΙΟ At once they gratify their scent and taste ...
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... round the Fair her airy band ; Some , as she sipp'd , the fuming liquor fann'd , Some o'er her lap their careful plumes display'd , Trembling , and conscious of the rich brocade . Coffee ( which makes the politician wise , And see thro ...
... round the Fair her airy band ; Some , as she sipp'd , the fuming liquor fann'd , Some o'er her lap their careful plumes display'd , Trembling , and conscious of the rich brocade . Coffee ( which makes the politician wise , And see thro ...
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Alexander Pope Balaam beauty blessing blest charms Colley Cibber Court Courthope Critics Dæmons death divine Dryden Dunciad e'er Earl of Burlington ease eighteenth century Epistle Essay on Criticism ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate flow'rs Folly fool gen'ral gen'rous genius give glory Gnome grace happy heart Heav'n honour Horace King knave laws learn'd live Lord Lord Bolingbroke Lord Fanny Lord Hervey mankind mind Moral Essays Muse Nature ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once painted Passion pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praise pray'r pride proud Queen rage Reason rhyme rich rise rules Sappho Satire Scriblerus Club Self-love sense shine soul spirit Sylphs taste tears Thalestris thee things thou thought thro tremble Truth verse Vice Virtue Walpole Warburton Whig whole Wife wise write
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Страница 13 - 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 11 - 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 76 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan ; The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between ; in doubt to act, or rest ; In doubt to deem himself a god, or beast ; In doubt his mind or body to prefer...
Страница 118 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Страница 30 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Страница 74 - That changed through all, and yet in all the same. 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...
Страница 159 - Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies. His wit all see-saw, between that and this, 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, flatt'rer at the board, Now trips a Lady, and now struts a Lord.
Страница 82 - Ask where's the North? at York, 'tis on the Tweed; In Scotland, at the Orcades ; and there, At Greenland, Zembla, or the Lord knows where.
Страница 1 - 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 108 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T