The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author ...Z. & B. F. Pratt, 1846 |
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Sivu 11
... rest to sneer ; Willing to wound , and yet afraid to strike , Just hint a fault , and hesitate dislike ; Alike reserved to blame or to commend , A timorous foe , and a suspicious friend ; Dreading e'en fools , by flatterers besieged ...
... rest to sneer ; Willing to wound , and yet afraid to strike , Just hint a fault , and hesitate dislike ; Alike reserved to blame or to commend , A timorous foe , and a suspicious friend ; Dreading e'en fools , by flatterers besieged ...
Sivu 15
... rest : Beauty that shocks you , parts that none will trust , Wit that can creep , and pride that licks the dust . Not fortune's worshipper , nor fashion's fool , Not lucre's madman , nor ambition's tool , Not proud , nor servile : be ...
... rest : Beauty that shocks you , parts that none will trust , Wit that can creep , and pride that licks the dust . Not fortune's worshipper , nor fashion's fool , Not lucre's madman , nor ambition's tool , Not proud , nor servile : be ...
Sivu 17
... rest belongs to Heaven . SATIRES AND EPISTLES OF HORACE , IMITATED . ADVERTISEMENT . The occasion of publishing these Imitations was the clamour raised on some of my Epistles . An answer from Horace was both more full , and of more ...
... rest belongs to Heaven . SATIRES AND EPISTLES OF HORACE , IMITATED . ADVERTISEMENT . The occasion of publishing these Imitations was the clamour raised on some of my Epistles . An answer from Horace was both more full , and of more ...
Sivu 18
... rest , his harmony and strength of numbers , his force and splendour of colouring , his gravity and sublimity of sentiment , would have rather led him to another mo del . Nor was his temper less unlike that of Horace than his talents ...
... rest , his harmony and strength of numbers , his force and splendour of colouring , his gravity and sublimity of sentiment , would have rather led him to another mo del . Nor was his temper less unlike that of Horace than his talents ...
Sivu 19
... rest , Lettuce and cowslip wine ; probatum est . But talk with Celsus , Celsus will advise Hartshorn , or something that shall close your eyes . Or , if you needs must write , write Cæsar's praise , You'll gain at least a knighthood ...
... rest , Lettuce and cowslip wine ; probatum est . But talk with Celsus , Celsus will advise Hartshorn , or something that shall close your eyes . Or , if you needs must write , write Cæsar's praise , You'll gain at least a knighthood ...
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ancient bard Bavius behold bless'd Boileau called charms CHIG church Cibber court cried critics Curll Dennis divine dull Dulness dunce Dunciad e'en Edmund Curll epic epigram EPISTLE Essay Essay on Criticism eyes fame fate flatter folly fool genius gentle gentleman Gildon give glory goddess grace grave hath head heart Heaven hero Homer honour Horace Iliad king knave laureate learned Leonard Welsted letters live lord lord Bolingbroke muse never numbers o'er Ogilby once panegyric person pleased poem poet poet's poetry Pope praise prince printed queen racter rage REMARKS rhyme saith satire scholiast Scribl Scriblerus sense Shakspeare shine sing SITY smile song soul sure thee things thou thought throne tion town true truth UNIV verse Virgil virtue Westminster Abbey Whig whore words writ write
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Sivu 54 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Sivu 6 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Sivu 106 - twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon...
Sivu 12 - Till grown more frugal in his riper days, He paid some bards with port, and some with praise ; To some a dry rehearsal was assign'd, And others (harder still) he paid in kind.
Sivu 11 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Sivu 6 - And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove ? Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love ? A dire dilemma! either way I'm sped, If foes, they write, — if friends, they read me dead.
Sivu 280 - Some gentle James, to bless the land again ; To stick the doctor's chair into the throne, Give law to words, or war with words alone, Senates and courts with Greek and Latin rule, And turn the council to a grammar school ! For sure, if Dulness sees a grateful day, 'Tis in the shade of arbitrary sway.
Sivu 14 - What ? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P.
Sivu 306 - In vain ! They gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Sivu 305 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.