The works of Alexander Pope. With a selection of explanatory notes, and the account of his life by dr. Johnson, 2. köide1812 |
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... blood the Virgin's cheek forsook , A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look ; She sees , and trembles at th ' approaching ill , Just in the jaws of ruin , and Codille . And now ( as oft in some distemper'd state ) On one nice trick ...
... blood the Virgin's cheek forsook , A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look ; She sees , and trembles at th ' approaching ill , Just in the jaws of ruin , and Codille . And now ( as oft in some distemper'd state ) On one nice trick ...
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... blood ! See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death ; Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules ...
... blood ! See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death ; Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules ...
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... blood ! See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death ; Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules ...
... blood ! See on these ruby lips the trembling breath , These cheeks now fading at the blast of death ; Cold is that breast which warm'd the world before , And those love - darting eyes must roll no more . Thus , if eternal justice rules ...
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... in your 39 45 face ; Το VER . 44. Who ne'er saw ] A sly and oblique stroke on the suicide of Cato ; which was one of the reasons why this Epilogue was not spoken . To see a piece of failing flesh and blood , EPILOGUE TO JANE SHORE . 49.
... in your 39 45 face ; Το VER . 44. Who ne'er saw ] A sly and oblique stroke on the suicide of Cato ; which was one of the reasons why this Epilogue was not spoken . To see a piece of failing flesh and blood , EPILOGUE TO JANE SHORE . 49.
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Alexander Pope. To see a piece of failing flesh and blood , In all the rest so impudently good ; Faith , let the modest matrons of the town Come here in crouds , and stare the strumpet down . 49 SAPPHO TO PHAOŃ . SAPPHO TO PHAON . prove , ...
Alexander Pope. To see a piece of failing flesh and blood , In all the rest so impudently good ; Faith , let the modest matrons of the town Come here in crouds , and stare the strumpet down . 49 SAPPHO TO PHAOŃ . SAPPHO TO PHAON . prove , ...
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Page 11 - 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 45 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Page 41 - Tis she! - but why that bleeding bosom gored, Why dimly gleams the visionary sword? Oh, ever beauteous, ever friendly! tell, Is it, in heaven, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those who greatly think, or bravely die?
Page 23 - The little engine on his fingers' ends ; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the Lock a thousand sprites repair...
Page 43 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
Page 39 - When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust; This lock, the Muse shall consecrate to fame, And 'midst the stars inscribe Belinda's name.
Page 240 - twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon...
Page 6 - If She inspire, and He approve my lays Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred Lord t
Page 16 - This day, black Omens threat the brightest Fair, That e'er deserv'da watchful spirit's care; Some dire disaster, or by force, or slight; But what, or where, the fates have wrapt in night. Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law, Or some frail China jar receive a flaw; Or stain her honour or her new brocade; Forget her pray'rs, or miss a masquerade; Or lose her heart, or necklace, at a ball; Or whether Heav'n has doom'd that Shock must fall.
Page 22 - Trembling, and conscious of the rich brocade. Coffee (which makes the politician wise, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes) Sent up in vapours to the baron's brain New stratagems, the radiant lock to gain.