The works of Alexander Pope; with a memoir of the author, notes [&c.] by G. Croly, 2. köide1835 |
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... souls of flowers ; Now marks the course of rolling orbs on high ; O'er figured worlds now travels with his eye ... soul possess , Whose raptures fire me , and whose visions bless , Bear me , O , bear me to sequester'd scenes , The ...
... souls of flowers ; Now marks the course of rolling orbs on high ; O'er figured worlds now travels with his eye ... soul possess , Whose raptures fire me , and whose visions bless , Bear me , O , bear me to sequester'd scenes , The ...
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... 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 . 55 Thou know'st how ...
... 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 . 55 Thou know'st how ...
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... souls each other draw , When love is liberty , and nature law : All then is full , possessing and possess'd , No craving void left aching in the breast : 81 86 91 88 No , make me mistress to the man I love . This monstrous sentiment is ...
... souls each other draw , When love is liberty , and nature law : All then is full , possessing and possess'd , No craving void left aching in the breast : 81 86 91 88 No , make me mistress to the man I love . This monstrous sentiment is ...
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... soul quit Abelard for God . 125 Ah , think at least thy flock deserves thy care , Plants of thy hand , and children of thy prayer ; From the false world in early youth they fled , 131 By thee to mountains , wilds , and deserts led . You ...
... soul quit Abelard for God . 125 Ah , think at least thy flock deserves thy care , Plants of thy hand , and children of thy prayer ; From the false world in early youth they fled , 131 By thee to mountains , wilds , and deserts led . You ...
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... soul regains its peaceful state , How often must it love , how often hate ! How often hope , despair , resent , regret , Conceal , disdain , -do all things but forget ! But let Heaven seize it ; all at once ' tis fired ; Not touch'd ...
... soul regains its peaceful state , How often must it love , how often hate ! How often hope , despair , resent , regret , Conceal , disdain , -do all things but forget ! But let Heaven seize it ; all at once ' tis fired ; Not touch'd ...
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Page 72 - whispers through the trees ;' If crystal streams ' with pleasing murmurs creep," The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with 'sleep;' Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Page 196 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Page 70 - Its gaudy colours spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey, All glares alike, without distinction gay ; But true expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon ; It gilds all objects, but it alters none.
Page 61 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Page 67 - A little learning is a dangerous thing! Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Page 110 - 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 180 - They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge. No place is sacred, not the church is free, Ev'n Sunday shines no Sabbath-day to me: Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy! to catch me, just at dinner-time.
Page 73 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page 81 - Tis not enough your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown proposed as things forgot.
Page 69 - The manners, passions, unities, what not? All which, exact to rule, were brought about, Were but a combat in the lists left out. "What! leave the combat out?" exclaims the knight; Yes, or we must renounce the Stagirite. "Not so, by Heaven" (he answers in a rage), "Knights, squires, and steeds, must enter on the stage.