The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the Author..J. Walker; J. Johnson; W. J. and J. Richardson ... [and 18 others], 1808 - 651 sivua |
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Sivu 11
... bears : Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay , tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I ...
... bears : Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay , tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I ...
Sivu 14
... , gentle gales , and bear my sighs away ! To Delia's ear the tender notes convey . As some sad turtle his lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; A Thus , far from Delia , to the winds 14 PASTORALS .
... , gentle gales , and bear my sighs away ! To Delia's ear the tender notes convey . As some sad turtle his lost love deplores , And with deep murmurs fills the sounding shores ; A Thus , far from Delia , to the winds 14 PASTORALS .
Sivu 15
... bear my sighs along ! For her , the feather'd quires neglect their song : For her , the limes their pleasing shades deny ! For her , the lilies hang their heads and die . Ye flowers that droop , forsaken by the spring , Ye birds that ...
... bear my sighs along ! For her , the feather'd quires neglect their song : For her , the limes their pleasing shades deny ! For her , the lilies hang their heads and die . Ye flowers that droop , forsaken by the spring , Ye birds that ...
Sivu 21
... bear a Son ! From Jesse's ( a ) root behold a branch arise , Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies : Th ' æthereal spirit o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic Dove . Ye heavens ! ( b ) from high ...
... bear a Son ! From Jesse's ( a ) root behold a branch arise , Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies : Th ' æthereal spirit o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic Dove . Ye heavens ! ( b ) from high ...
Sivu 25
... bear to the fold their udders distended with milk ; nor shall the herds be afraid of the greatest lions . The serpent shall die , and the herb that conceals poison shall die . ' Isaiah , ch . xi . ver . 6 , & c . The wolf shall dwell ...
... bear to the fold their udders distended with milk ; nor shall the herds be afraid of the greatest lions . The serpent shall die , and the herb that conceals poison shall die . ' Isaiah , ch . xi . ver . 6 , & c . The wolf shall dwell ...
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Sivu 212 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Sivu 43 - 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 203 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide ! how deep extend below ! Vast chain of being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.
Sivu 54 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Sivu 199 - 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 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 67 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip, with Nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a Gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Sivu 216 - See dying vegetables life sustain, See life dissolving vegetate again: All forms that perish other forms supply; (By turns we catch the vital breath, and die) Like bubbles on the sea of Matter borne, They rise, they break, and to that sea return.
Sivu 55 - 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.
Sivu 199 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Sivu 209 - Subject, compound them, follow her and God. Love, hope, and joy, fair pleasure's smiling train, Hate, fear, and grief, the family of pain, These mix'd with art, and to due bounds confin'd, Make and maintain the balance of the mind: The lights and shades, whose well accorded strife Gives all the strength and colour of our life.