The Life of Alexander Pope, Esq: Compiled from Original Manuscripts; with a Critical Essay on His Writings and Genius
C. Bathurst, H. Woodfall, W. Strahan, J. and F. Rivington, W. Johnston, B. White, T. Caslon, T. Longman, B. Law, Johnson and Payne, S. Bladon, T. Cadell, and the executors of A. Millar., 1769 - 578 pages
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Page 265 - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Page 123 - In some lone isle, or distant northern land; Where the gilt chariot never marks the way, Where none learn ombre, none e'er taste bohea!
Page 231 - The proper study of mankind is Man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
Page 192 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 124 - Who would not scorn what Housewife's Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...
Page 163 - Come, Abelard ! for what hast thou to dread ? The torch of Venus burns not for the dead. Nature stands check'd ; Religion disapproves ; Ev'n thou art cold — yet Eloisa loves. 260 Ah hopeless, lasting flames ! like those that burn To light the dead, and warm th
Page 381 - But chief her shrine where naked Venus keeps, And Cupids ride the Lion of the Deeps; Where, eas'd of Fleets, the Adriatic main Wafts the smooth Eunuch and enamour'd swain.
Page 80 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For, as in bodies, thus in souls we find, What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.