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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... sound . Belinda still her downy pillow prest , Her guardian SYLPH prolong'd the balmy rest : " Twas he had summon'd to her silent bed The morning - dream that hover'd o'er her head , 20 A youth VER . 10. Could make a gentle belle ] The ...
... sound . Belinda still her downy pillow prest , Her guardian SYLPH prolong'd the balmy rest : " Twas he had summon'd to her silent bed The morning - dream that hover'd o'er her head , 20 A youth VER . 10. Could make a gentle belle ] The ...
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... sounds , YOUR GRACE salutes their ear . ' Tis these that early taint the female soul , Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll , Teach infant - cheeks a bidden blush to know , And little hearts to flutter at a beau . Oft , when the ...
... sounds , YOUR GRACE salutes their ear . ' Tis these that early taint the female soul , Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll , Teach infant - cheeks a bidden blush to know , And little hearts to flutter at a beau . Oft , when the ...
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... sounds along the waters die ; Smooth flow the waves , the zephyrs gently play , Belinda smil'd , and all the world was gay . All but the Sylph - with careful thoughts opprest , Th ' impending woe sat heavy on his breast . 55 60 He ...
... sounds along the waters die ; Smooth flow the waves , the zephyrs gently play , Belinda smil'd , and all the world was gay . All but the Sylph - with careful thoughts opprest , Th ' impending woe sat heavy on his breast . 55 60 He ...
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... sound of Bow ; Sooner let earth , air , sea , to chaos fall , Men , monkeys , lap - dogs , parrots , perish all ! She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs , And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : ( Sir Plume , of amber snuff ...
... sound of Bow ; Sooner let earth , air , sea , to chaos fall , Men , monkeys , lap - dogs , parrots , perish all ! She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs , And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : ( Sir Plume , of amber snuff ...
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... sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away , And melts in visions of eternal day . Far other dreams my erring soul employ , Far other raptures , of unholy joy : 220 When at the close of each sad , sorrowing day , 225 Fancy restores what ...
... sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away , And melts in visions of eternal day . Far other dreams my erring soul employ , Far other raptures , of unholy joy : 220 When at the close of each sad , sorrowing day , 225 Fancy restores what ...
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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.