The poetical works of Alexander Pope, ed. with notes and intr. memoir by A.W. Ward1869 |
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... eyes of history they to this day frequently remain obscure , a national literature could obviously have no intrinsic cause for existence in the eyes of either Tories or of Whigs . It is for the parties that the nation and its feelings ...
... eyes of history they to this day frequently remain obscure , a national literature could obviously have no intrinsic cause for existence in the eyes of either Tories or of Whigs . It is for the parties that the nation and its feelings ...
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... eyes of a more self - possessed posterity seems this age : when great poets made war upon women , when no enemy was deemed too weak to be worthy of the most practised steel . What a lack of dignity as well as of good sense , correspond ...
... eyes of a more self - possessed posterity seems this age : when great poets made war upon women , when no enemy was deemed too weak to be worthy of the most practised steel . What a lack of dignity as well as of good sense , correspond ...
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... eyes of posterity . Among English writers he was attracted in a far higher degree by the poets than by the prosaists . Yet he read Locke's Essay , though not without effort ; and Sir William Temple's Varia , though without sympathy ...
... eyes of posterity . Among English writers he was attracted in a far higher degree by the poets than by the prosaists . Yet he read Locke's Essay , though not without effort ; and Sir William Temple's Varia , though without sympathy ...
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... eyes of his contemporaries , and the proceeds of which furnished him with the means of leading a life congenial to his disposition and suitable to his temperament and health , so its publication marks the conclusion of his brief period ...
... eyes of his contemporaries , and the proceeds of which furnished him with the means of leading a life congenial to his disposition and suitable to his temperament and health , so its publication marks the conclusion of his brief period ...
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... eyes an indescribable charm attached to the society and personality of this unrepentant Alcibiades . As Bolingbroke discoursed to him on his system of natural theology , clear and shallow as the streamlet in the grotto where they sat ...
... eyes an indescribable charm attached to the society and personality of this unrepentant Alcibiades . As Bolingbroke discoursed to him on his system of natural theology , clear and shallow as the streamlet in the grotto where they sat ...
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Page 45 - 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.
Page 92 - 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 ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 77 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Page 195 - 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 confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 235 - twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — «<• And— Betty— give this Cheek a little Red.
Page 200 - 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.
Page 283 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, 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 ! On cares like these if length of days attend.
Page 57 - 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.
Page 277 - While wits and templars ev'ry 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 tho' my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaister'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Page 58 - 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 try'd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.