The poetical works of Alexander Pope, with life of the author and notes by J. LuptonW. Tegg, 1867 - 526 sivua |
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... gold ? Nor yet , when moist Arcturus clouds the sky , The woods and fields their pleasing toils deny . 120 To plains with well - breathed beagles we repair , And trace the mazes of the circling hare : Beasts urged by us , their fellow ...
... gold ? Nor yet , when moist Arcturus clouds the sky , The woods and fields their pleasing toils deny . 120 To plains with well - breathed beagles we repair , And trace the mazes of the circling hare : Beasts urged by us , their fellow ...
Sivu 22
... gold ; Swift trouts , diversified with crimson stains ; And pikes , the tyrants of the watery plains . Now Cancer glows with Phoebus ' fiery car : The youth rush eager to the sylvan war ; Swarm o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround ...
... gold ; Swift trouts , diversified with crimson stains ; And pikes , the tyrants of the watery plains . Now Cancer glows with Phoebus ' fiery car : The youth rush eager to the sylvan war ; Swarm o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround ...
Sivu 26
... gold . Around his throne the sea - born brothers stood , Who swell with tributary urns his flood : First the famed authors of his ancient name , The winding Isis and the fruitful Thame ; The Kennet swift , for silver eels renown'd ; 340 ...
... gold . Around his throne the sea - born brothers stood , Who swell with tributary urns his flood : First the famed authors of his ancient name , The winding Isis and the fruitful Thame ; The Kennet swift , for silver eels renown'd ; 340 ...
Sivu 27
... gold Around his throne the sea born brothers sto Who swell with tributary urns his food First the famed authors of his The wi The and the 6 for sil with stream name that arent is not 11 Big Boods اوربارا دامانيه a reclined , the wind ...
... gold Around his throne the sea born brothers sto Who swell with tributary urns his food First the famed authors of his The wi The and the 6 for sil with stream name that arent is not 11 Big Boods اوربارا دامانيه a reclined , the wind ...
Sivu 28
... gold , From heaven itself though seven - fold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; -360 These now no more shall be the Muse's themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron ...
... gold , From heaven itself though seven - fold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; -360 These now no more shall be the Muse's themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron ...
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Ambrose Philips ancient Balaam Bavius beauty Behold bless'd blessing bliss Book breast breath Cæsar charms Chartres Cibber Colley Cibber Countess of Suffolk court cried crown'd Cynthus divine dread Duchess of Marlborough Duchess of Montague Dulness Dunciad e'en e'er EPISTLE eternal eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames fool give glory goddess gold grace happiness hate head heart Heaven honour king knave laws learn'd live lord Lord Hervey mankind Mary Churchill mind mortal Muse nature nature's ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once passion plain pleased pleasure poet Pope praise pride proud queen rage rhyme rich rise round rules sacred Sappho satire sense shade shine sighs sing skies soft soul sylphs taste tears Thalestris thee thine things thou throne trembling Twas Twickenham verse vice virtue whate'er wings wise youth
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Sivu 197 - Father of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind; Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill; And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.
Sivu 157 - 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.
Sivu 159 - 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.
Sivu 197 - 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.
Sivu 233 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks ; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or...
Sivu 28 - But most by numbers judge a poet's song, And smooth or rough, with them, is right or wrong: In the bright muse, though thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire...
Sivu 166 - 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...
Sivu 407 - 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.
Sivu 167 - 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...
Sivu 314 - So impudent I own myself no knave :} So odd, my country's ruin makes me grave. > Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.