The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With a Life, 1. köideLittle, Brown, 1859 |
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... trees , and flowers adorn the ground : Begin , the vales shall every note rebound . STREPHON . Inspire me , Phoebus , in my Delia's praise , With Waller's strains , or Granville's moving lays ! A milk - white bull shall at your altars ...
... trees , and flowers adorn the ground : Begin , the vales shall every note rebound . STREPHON . Inspire me , Phoebus , in my Delia's praise , With Waller's strains , or Granville's moving lays ! A milk - white bull shall at your altars ...
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... trees weep amber on the banks of Po ; Blest Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . DAPHNIS . Celestial Venus haunts Idalia's groves ; Diana Cynthus , Ceres Hybla loves : If ...
... trees weep amber on the banks of Po ; Blest Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . DAPHNIS . Celestial Venus haunts Idalia's groves ; Diana Cynthus , Ceres Hybla loves : If ...
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... tree , that sacred monarchs bears ? 2 Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay , tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields ...
... tree , that sacred monarchs bears ? 2 Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay , tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields ...
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... reeds shall hang on yonder tree , For ever silent , since despis'd by thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming power The captive bird that sings within thy bower ! Then might my voice thy listening ears employ , And OF POPE . 27.
... reeds shall hang on yonder tree , For ever silent , since despis'd by thee . Oh ! were I made by some transforming power The captive bird that sings within thy bower ! Then might my voice thy listening ears employ , And OF POPE . 27.
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... forsaken seats , The mossy fountains , and the green retreats ! Where'er you walk , cool gales shall fan the glade ; Trees , where you sit , shall crowd into a shade ; Where'er you tread , the blushing flowers shall rise , 28 THE POEMS.
... forsaken seats , The mossy fountains , and the green retreats ! Where'er you walk , cool gales shall fan the glade ; Trees , where you sit , shall crowd into a shade ; Where'er you tread , the blushing flowers shall rise , 28 THE POEMS.
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Addison Adrastus ALEXANDER POPE appears Arbuthnot bear beauty Belinda breast bright Brutus charms crown'd Curll death Dryope Dunciad E'en edition Edmund Curll Eloisa Eloisa to Abelard Epistle Essay Eteocles eyes fair fame fate flames flowers Forest fury give gods grace groves hair Halifax hand heart heaven Homer honour Iliad IMITATIONS John Searle Jove kings Lady letter Lintot Lock Lord Bolingbroke Lord Halifax maid Martha Blount mournful Muses never night numbers nymph o'er pastoral Phoebus plain poem poet poetry Pope Pope's printed published rage reign rise sacred Sappho Satires says shades shining sighs sing Singer Sir Richard Steele skies soul Spence Spence's Anecdotes spring swains Swift sylphs sylvan tears Thalestris Thebes thee things thou thought throne tion translation trembling Twickenham verses Vertumnus volume Warburton William Trumbull winds write Wycherley youth
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Page 82 - 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.
Page 105 - Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid ; They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires ; The virgin's wish without her fears impart, Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart ; Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the Pole.
Page lvii - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every 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 though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying all abroad?
Page lvii - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, 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 78 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Page 79 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire.
Page 89 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
Page 93 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane...
Page 74 - What tho' no credit doubting Wits may give ? The Fair and Innocent shall still believe. 40 Know, then, unnumber'd Spirits round thee fly, The light Militia of the lower sky : These, tho' unseen, are ever on the wing, Hang o'er the Box, and hover round the Ring.
Page 79 - The rest, the winds dispers'd in empty air. But now secure the painted vessel glides, The sun-beams trembling on the floating tides: While melting music steals upon the sky, And...