The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, 4. köide |
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SATIRES and EPISTLES HORACE imitated . The Second Book of the Satires of Horace , Sat. I. 35 The Second Book of the Satires of Horace , Sat. II . 55 The First Book of the Epiftles of Horace , Ep . L. 75 The First Book of the Epifles of ...
SATIRES and EPISTLES HORACE imitated . The Second Book of the Satires of Horace , Sat. I. 35 The Second Book of the Satires of Horace , Sat. II . 55 The First Book of the Epiftles of Horace , Ep . L. 75 The First Book of the Epifles of ...
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I had no thoughts of publifhing it , till it pleafed fome perfons of Rank and Fortune [ the Authors of Verfes to the Imitator of Horace , and of an Epiftle to a Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at Hampton Court ] to attack , in a very ...
I had no thoughts of publifhing it , till it pleafed fome perfons of Rank and Fortune [ the Authors of Verfes to the Imitator of Horace , and of an Epiftle to a Doctor of Divinity from a Nobleman at Hampton Court ] to attack , in a very ...
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Alluding to Horace , Si fractus illabatur orbis , Impavidum ferient ruin¿ . P. VER . 92. The creature's at his dirty work again , ] This metamorphofing , as it were , the Scribler into a Spider is much more poetical than a comparison ...
Alluding to Horace , Si fractus illabatur orbis , Impavidum ferient ruin¿ . P. VER . 92. The creature's at his dirty work again , ] This metamorphofing , as it were , the Scribler into a Spider is much more poetical than a comparison ...
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There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho ' lean , am fhort , Ammon's great fon one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid's nofe , and , " Sir ! you have an EyeGo on , obliging creatures , make me ...
There are , who to my person pay their court : 115 I cough like Horace , and , tho ' lean , am fhort , Ammon's great fon one shoulder had too high , Such Ovid's nofe , and , " Sir ! you have an EyeGo on , obliging creatures , make me ...
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Proud as Apollo on his forked hill , Sate full - blown Bufo , puff'd by ev'ry quill ; Fed with foft Dedication all day long , Horace and he went hand in hand in fong . His Library , ( where bufts of Poets dead And a true Pindar stood ...
Proud as Apollo on his forked hill , Sate full - blown Bufo , puff'd by ev'ry quill ; Fed with foft Dedication all day long , Horace and he went hand in hand in fong . His Library , ( where bufts of Poets dead And a true Pindar stood ...
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Page 49 - Hear this, and tremble! you, who 'scape the Laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave ^/ Shall walk the World, in credit, to his grave.
Page 27 - 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 a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Page 12 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Page 14 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 4 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Page 13 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 167 - Bright through the rubbish of some hundred years ; Command old words, that long have slept, to wake, Words that wise Bacon or...
Page 6 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Page 20 - 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...
Page 41 - My head and heart thus flowing thro' my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.
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| Pealkiri | The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, 4. köide The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Alexander Pope |
| Autor | Alexander Pope |
| Published | 1754 |
| Original from | Oxford University |
| Digitized | 22 sept. 2006 |
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