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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76 And is not mine , my friend , a forer cafe , When ev'ry coxcomb perks them in my face ? A. Good friend forbear ! you deal in dangerous things , I'd never name Queens , Minifters , or Kings ; Keep close to Ears , and those let affes ...
76 And is not mine , my friend , a forer cafe , When ev'ry coxcomb perks them in my face ? A. Good friend forbear ! you deal in dangerous things , I'd never name Queens , Minifters , or Kings ; Keep close to Ears , and those let affes ...
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Like gentle Fanny's was my flow'ry theme , A painted mistress , or a purling ftream . ... that lives on fyllables , 166 Ev'n fuch fmall Critics fome regard may claim , Preferv'd in Milton's or in Shakespear's name . 150 J 160 VER .
Like gentle Fanny's was my flow'ry theme , A painted mistress , or a purling ftream . ... that lives on fyllables , 166 Ev'n fuch fmall Critics fome regard may claim , Preferv'd in Milton's or in Shakespear's name . 150 J 160 VER .
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... and a fufpicious friend ; Dreading ev'n fools , by Flatterers befieg'd , And fo obliging , that he ne'er oblig'd ; Like Cato , give his little Senate laws , And fit attentive to his own applause ; While Wits and Templars ev'ry ...
... and a fufpicious friend ; Dreading ev'n fools , by Flatterers befieg'd , And fo obliging , that he ne'er oblig'd ; Like Cato , give his little Senate laws , And fit attentive to his own applause ; While Wits and Templars ev'ry ...
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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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May ev'ry Bavius have his Bufo still ! So when a Statesman wants a day's defence , Or Envy holds a whole week's war with Senfe , Or fimple pride for flatt'ry makes demands , May dunce by dunce be whistled off my hands !
May ev'ry Bavius have his Bufo still ! So when a Statesman wants a day's defence , Or Envy holds a whole week's war with Senfe , Or fimple pride for flatt'ry makes demands , May dunce by dunce be whistled off my hands !
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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.
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Page 14 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
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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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