The poetical works of Alexander Pope. Ed. by H.F. Cary, with a biogr. notice of the author1839 |
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... fight . He takes the gift with reverence , and extends The little engine on his fingers ' ends ; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread , As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head3 . Swift to the Lock a thousand sprites repair ...
... fight . He takes the gift with reverence , and extends The little engine on his fingers ' ends ; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread , As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head3 . Swift to the Lock a thousand sprites repair ...
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... fight , nor dread a mortal wound . So when bold Homer makes the gods engage , And heavenly breasts with human passions rage ; ' Gainst Pallas , Mars ; Latona , Hermes arms ; And all Olympus rings with loud alarms : Jove's thunder roars ...
... fight , nor dread a mortal wound . So when bold Homer makes the gods engage , And heavenly breasts with human passions rage ; ' Gainst Pallas , Mars ; Latona , Hermes arms ; And all Olympus rings with loud alarms : Jove's thunder roars ...
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... fight : The exulting mother , stain'd with filial blood ; The savage hunter and the haunted wood ? The direful banquet why should I proclaim , And crimes that grieve the trembling gods to name ? Ere I recount the sins of these profane ...
... fight : The exulting mother , stain'd with filial blood ; The savage hunter and the haunted wood ? The direful banquet why should I proclaim , And crimes that grieve the trembling gods to name ? Ere I recount the sins of these profane ...
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... fight , More studious to divide than to unite ; And grace and virtue , sense and reason split , With all the rash dexterity of wit . Wits , just like fools , at war about a name , Have full as oft no meaning , or the same . Self - love ...
... fight , More studious to divide than to unite ; And grace and virtue , sense and reason split , With all the rash dexterity of wit . Wits , just like fools , at war about a name , Have full as oft no meaning , or the same . Self - love ...
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... fight for Christ's Kirk of the Green2 ; And each true Briton is to Ben so civil , He swears the Muses met him at the Devil 3 . Though justly Greece her eldest sons admires , Why should not we be wiser than our sires ? In every public ...
... fight for Christ's Kirk of the Green2 ; And each true Briton is to Ben so civil , He swears the Muses met him at the Devil 3 . Though justly Greece her eldest sons admires , Why should not we be wiser than our sires ? In every public ...
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Achilles Æneid Ajax ancient arms Asius Atrides Bavius behold blest bold brave breast charms chief Cibber Codrus coursers court critics crown'd death Dennis Diomed divine dreadful Dulness Dunciad Essay on Criticism Eurypylus eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fierce fight fire fix'd flames fool fury glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand hath head hear heart heaven Hector hero Homer honour Idomeneus Iliad immortal Jove king learned Leonard Welsted live lord Lycian mighty mortal muse nature never numbers o'er once passion Patroclus plain poem poet Pope praise pride prince proud queen race rage rise round sacred satire shade shine shore sire skies slain soul steeds Swift thee thine things thou thought throne thunder trembling Trojan Troy Tydeus Ulysses verse VIRG Virgil virtue warrior words wound write youth
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Страница 75 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, 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 77 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Страница 75 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never Is, but always To be blest: The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Страница 20 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, 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 the unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus...
Страница 18 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Страница 241 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies ; They fall successive, and successive rise : So generations in their course decay; So flourish these when those are pass'd away.
Страница 102 - 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 75 - 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! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Страница 25 - 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 77 - 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.