The poetical works of Alexander Pope, ed. with notes and intr. memoir by A.W. Ward1869 |
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... Verses , & c . Index of Persons celebrated in this Poem Index of Matters contained in this Poem and Notes MISCELLANEOUS PIECES IN VERSE 424 430 431 433 • 434 · ( Artemisia ) 439 183 Imitations of Horace • ( Phryne ) 44I 183 . Dr Swift ...
... Verses , & c . Index of Persons celebrated in this Poem Index of Matters contained in this Poem and Notes MISCELLANEOUS PIECES IN VERSE 424 430 431 433 • 434 · ( Artemisia ) 439 183 Imitations of Horace • ( Phryne ) 44I 183 . Dr Swift ...
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... Verses to Mr. C. 487 • 461 488 461 Westminster Abbey 462 Another , on the same 462 Miscellaneous XII . Intended for Sir Isaac Newton XIII . On Dr Francis Atterbury XIV . On Edmund D. of Buckingham . 462 XV . For one who would not be ...
... Verses to Mr. C. 487 • 461 488 461 Westminster Abbey 462 Another , on the same 462 Miscellaneous XII . Intended for Sir Isaac Newton XIII . On Dr Francis Atterbury XIV . On Edmund D. of Buckingham . 462 XV . For one who would not be ...
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... verse of the age is perhaps the most unnatural that has ever been written ; instead of exhausting itself on even ruby lips and dainty feet , it hovers with inquisitive placidity round ladies ' fans or lapdogs or paper - knives . The ...
... verse of the age is perhaps the most unnatural that has ever been written ; instead of exhausting itself on even ruby lips and dainty feet , it hovers with inquisitive placidity round ladies ' fans or lapdogs or paper - knives . The ...
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... verse is in reality as much Pope's as Pope's own . For ( as will be suggested below ) Pope was imitable ; and herein he offers a salient contrast to Dryden , whose own touches in the second part of Absalom and Achitophel in every case ...
... verse is in reality as much Pope's as Pope's own . For ( as will be suggested below ) Pope was imitable ; and herein he offers a salient contrast to Dryden , whose own touches in the second part of Absalom and Achitophel in every case ...
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... verse was invariably , to use a homely but expressive phrase , excellent as far as it went , The Pastorals , the Messiah , Windsor Forest , continue to give the pleasure which finished copies of verse can never fail to afford to an ...
... verse was invariably , to use a homely but expressive phrase , excellent as far as it went , The Pastorals , the Messiah , Windsor Forest , continue to give the pleasure which finished copies of verse can never fail to afford to an ...
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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.