The Works of Mr. Alexander Pope, 1. köideW. Bowyer, 1717 - 408 pages |
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... Muse's sport , And from the Critics safe arriv'd in Port ; I little thought of launching forth agen , Amidst adventrous rovers of the Pen : And after so much undeserv'd Success , Thus hazarding at last to make it less . Encomiums fuit ...
... Muse's sport , And from the Critics safe arriv'd in Port ; I little thought of launching forth agen , Amidst adventrous rovers of the Pen : And after so much undeserv'd Success , Thus hazarding at last to make it less . Encomiums fuit ...
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... Muse , of ev'ry heav'nly gift allow'd To be the chief , is publick , tho ' not proud . T Widely extensive is the Poet's aim , And , in each verse , he draws a bill on fame . For none have writ ( whatever they pretend ) Singly to raise a ...
... Muse , of ev'ry heav'nly gift allow'd To be the chief , is publick , tho ' not proud . T Widely extensive is the Poet's aim , And , in each verse , he draws a bill on fame . For none have writ ( whatever they pretend ) Singly to raise a ...
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... Muse sincere , that never flatt'ry knew , Pays what to friendship and defert is due . Young , yet judicious ; in your verse are found Art strengthning Nature , Sense improv'd by Sound : Unlike those Wits , whose numbers glide along So ...
... Muse sincere , that never flatt'ry knew , Pays what to friendship and defert is due . Young , yet judicious ; in your verse are found Art strengthning Nature , Sense improv'd by Sound : Unlike those Wits , whose numbers glide along So ...
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... Muse , Deck'd in those flow'rs her native fields produce , With modeft charms would in plain neatness please , But seems a dowdy in the courtly dress , Whose aukward finery allures us less . But the true measure of the shepherd's wit ...
... Muse , Deck'd in those flow'rs her native fields produce , With modeft charms would in plain neatness please , But seems a dowdy in the courtly dress , Whose aukward finery allures us less . But the true measure of the shepherd's wit ...
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... Muse unknown before Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . : To our dark world thy shining page is shown , And Windfor's gay retreat becomes our own . The Eastern pomp had just bespoke our care , And India pour'd her gawdy ...
... Muse unknown before Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . : To our dark world thy shining page is shown , And Windfor's gay retreat becomes our own . The Eastern pomp had just bespoke our care , And India pour'd her gawdy ...
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Page 43 - The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.
Page 121 - Grace, And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face ; Sees by Degrees a purer Blush arise, And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. The busy Sylphs surround their darling Care...
Page 132 - Soon as she spreads her hand, th' aerial guard Descend, and sit on each important card : First Ariel perch'd upon a matadore, Then each according to the rank they bore ; For sylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race, Are, as when women, wondrous fond of place.
Page 154 - Though mark'd by none but quick, poetic eyes: (So Rome's great founder to the heav'ns withdrew, To Proculus alone confess'd in view) A sudden star, it shot through liquid air, And drew behind a radiant trail of hair. Not Berenice's locks first rose so bright, The heav'ns bespangling with dishevel'd light.
Page 129 - And tremble at the sea that froths below ! He spoke ; the spirits from the sails descend , Some, orb in orb, around the nymph extend ; Some thrid the mazy ringlets of her hair ; Some hang upon the pendants of her ear ; With beating hearts the dire event they wait, Anxious, and trembling for the birth of Fate.
Page 117 - These, though unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring.
Page 5 - If we would copy nature, it may be useful to take this idea along with us, that pastoral is an image of what they call the golden age. So that we are not to describe our shepherds as shepherds at this day really are, but as they may be conceived then to have been ; when the best of men followed the employment.
Page 112 - The Rosicrucians are a People I must bring You acquainted with. The best Account I know of them is in a French Book called Le Comte de Gabalis, which both in its Title and Size is so like a Novel, that many of the Fair Sex have read it for one by Mistake. According to these Gentlemen the four Elements are inhabited by Spirits, which they call Sylphs, Gnomes, Nymphs, and Salamanders. The Gnomes, or Daemons of Earth, delight in Mischief; but the Sylphs, whose Habitation is in the Air, are the best-conditioned...
Page 117 - Of airy Elves by Moonlight Shadows seen, The silver Token, and the circled Green, Or Virgins visited by Angel-Pow'rs, With Golden Crowns and Wreaths of heav'nly Flow'rs, Hear and believe!
Page 139 - Kiss, Not Tyrants fierce that unrepenting die, Not Cynthia when her Manteau's pinn'd awry, E'er felt such Rage, Resentment, and Despair, As Thou, sad Virgin ! for thy ravish'd Hair. For, that sad moment, when the Sylphs withdrew, And Ariel weeping from BELINDA flew, Umbriel...