Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, 1. köideAlexander Pope Bernard Lintot, 1722 - 288 pages |
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Page 60
... speak , let truth and candor fhine : That not alone what to your judgment's due , All may allow ; but feek your friendship too . Be filent always when you doubt your fense ; And speak , tho ' fure , with feeming diffidence : Some ...
... speak , let truth and candor fhine : That not alone what to your judgment's due , All may allow ; but feek your friendship too . Be filent always when you doubt your fense ; And speak , tho ' fure , with feeming diffidence : Some ...
Page 61
... speak , And ftares , tremendous , with a threat'ning eye , Like fome fierce tyrant in old tapestry ! Fear moft to tax an honourable fool , Whofe right it is , uncenfur'd to be dull ; Such without wit are poets when they please , As ...
... speak , And ftares , tremendous , with a threat'ning eye , Like fome fierce tyrant in old tapestry ! Fear moft to tax an honourable fool , Whofe right it is , uncenfur'd to be dull ; Such without wit are poets when they please , As ...
Page 103
... ! " Give her the hair - he fpoke , and rapp'd his box . It grieves me much ( reply'd the Peer again ) Who fpeaks fo well fhould ever speak in vain . E 4 But But by this lock , this facred lock I fwear and TRANSLATIONS . 103.
... ! " Give her the hair - he fpoke , and rapp'd his box . It grieves me much ( reply'd the Peer again ) Who fpeaks fo well fhould ever speak in vain . E 4 But But by this lock , this facred lock I fwear and TRANSLATIONS . 103.
Page 104
... speaking , in proud triumph spread The long - contended honours of her head .. But Umbriel , hateful Gnome ! forbears not fo ; He breaks the vial whence the forrows flow . Then fee ! the nymph in beauteous grief appears , Her eyes half ...
... speaking , in proud triumph spread The long - contended honours of her head .. But Umbriel , hateful Gnome ! forbears not fo ; He breaks the vial whence the forrows flow . Then fee ! the nymph in beauteous grief appears , Her eyes half ...
Page 161
... speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgins wish without her fears impart , Excufe the blufh , and pour out all the heart , Speed the foft intercourfe from foul to foul , And ...
... speak , they breathe what love infpires , Warm from the foul , and faithful to its fires , The virgins wish without her fears impart , Excufe the blufh , and pour out all the heart , Speed the foft intercourfe from foul to foul , And ...
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Page 62 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Page 83 - 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 amorous sighs to raise the fire.
Page 162 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Page 81 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Page 42 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Page 167 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Page 166 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 52 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love ; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found...
Page 92 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Page 128 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.