The Works of the English Poets: PopeH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Sivu 38
... mournful strain ! Of perjur'd Doris , dying I complain : Here where the mountains , leffening as they rife , Lose the low vales , and steal into the skies ; While labouring oxen , spent with toil and heat , In their loofe traces from ...
... mournful strain ! Of perjur'd Doris , dying I complain : Here where the mountains , leffening as they rife , Lose the low vales , and steal into the skies ; While labouring oxen , spent with toil and heat , In their loofe traces from ...
Sivu 39
... mournful lay ! The fhepherds cry , " Thy flocks are left a prey . " Ah ! what avails it me , the flocks to keep , Who loft my heart while I preferv'd my sheep . Pan came , and afk'd , what magic caus'd my fmart , Or what ill eyes ...
... mournful lay ! The fhepherds cry , " Thy flocks are left a prey . " Ah ! what avails it me , the flocks to keep , Who loft my heart while I preferv'd my sheep . Pan came , and afk'd , what magic caus'd my fmart , Or what ill eyes ...
Sivu 40
... mournful as the ftrains you fing . Nor rivers winding through the vales below , So fweetly warble , or so smoothly flow . Now fleeping flocks on their foft fleeces lie , The moon , ferene in glory , mounts the sky , While filent birds ...
... mournful as the ftrains you fing . Nor rivers winding through the vales below , So fweetly warble , or so smoothly flow . Now fleeping flocks on their foft fleeces lie , The moon , ferene in glory , mounts the sky , While filent birds ...
Sivu 153
... mournful glance Sir Fopling upwards caft , " Thofe eyes are made fo killing " - -was his laft . Thus on Mæander's flowery margin lies Th ' expiring Swan , and as he fings he dies . When bold Sir Plume had drawn Clariffa down , Chloe ...
... mournful glance Sir Fopling upwards caft , " Thofe eyes are made fo killing " - -was his laft . Thus on Mæander's flowery margin lies Th ' expiring Swan , and as he fings he dies . When bold Sir Plume had drawn Clariffa down , Chloe ...
Sivu 158
... thy pale ghoft , or graced thy mournful bier : go By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd , By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd , By By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn`d , By ftrangers 158 POPE'S POEM S.
... thy pale ghoft , or graced thy mournful bier : go By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd , By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd , By By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn`d , By ftrangers 158 POPE'S POEM S.
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beſt bluſh boaſt breaſt cauſe ceaſe charms cloſe crown'd cry'd Cynthus Dæmons Deucalion Dryope eaſe ev'n eyes facred faid fair fame fate feas feem fenfe fhades fhall fhining fide fighs filent filver fince fing fire firft firſt fix'd flain flames flowers foft fome fons foon foul fpring ftill fuch fung fure fwell Goddeſs grace groves heart heaven himſelf honours huſband IMITATION inſpire itſelf juft juſt laft laſt lefs loft lov'd mihi moſt Mufe Muſe muſt night numbers Nymph o'er paffions paſt Phaon Phoebus pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure praiſe Pyrrha quae rage raiſe reft reſt rife riſe Sappho ſcene ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſpeak ſpouſe ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtill ſtood ſtrain ſtreams Sylphs tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi trembling Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verſe whofe whoſe wife youth
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Sivu 85 - 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 111 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours...
Sivu 105 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Sivu 159 - How lov'd , how honour'd once , avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Sivu 47 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire ! Rapt into future times, the Bard...
Sivu 137 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants and of nymphs at home; Here thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take— and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court; In various talk th...
Sivu 86 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh, quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying : Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature ! cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! Hark, they whisper ; angels say,
Sivu 132 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Sivu 103 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Sivu 129 - And love of ombre, after death survive. For when the fair in all their pride expire, To their first elements their souls retire : The...