The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeD. Appleton, 1869 - 485 pages |
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... SOUL . · 44 • ESSAY ON CRITICISM THE RAPE OF THE LOCK 45 · • 63 ELEGY : · • • 83 PROLOGUE TO THE TRAGEDY OF CATO EPILOGUE TO THE TRAGEDY OF JANE SHORE SAPPHO TO PHAON , TRANSLATED FROM OVID ELOISA TO ABELARD TRANSLATIONS AND IMITATIONS ...
... SOUL . · 44 • ESSAY ON CRITICISM THE RAPE OF THE LOCK 45 · • 63 ELEGY : · • • 83 PROLOGUE TO THE TRAGEDY OF CATO EPILOGUE TO THE TRAGEDY OF JANE SHORE SAPPHO TO PHAON , TRANSLATED FROM OVID ELOISA TO ABELARD TRANSLATIONS AND IMITATIONS ...
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... soul of Shak- spere had an intuitive and mighty sympathy with whatever could enter into the heart of man in all possible circum- stances . Pope had an exact knowledge of all that he himself loved or hated , wished or wanted . Milton has ...
... soul of Shak- spere had an intuitive and mighty sympathy with whatever could enter into the heart of man in all possible circum- stances . Pope had an exact knowledge of all that he himself loved or hated , wished or wanted . Milton has ...
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... soul of love . Hazlitt agrees with Johnson , that the " Essay on Man , ” though a work of great labour and long consideration , was not the happiest of Pope's performances . THE AUTHOR'S PREFACE I AM inclined to think that both XVI ...
... soul of love . Hazlitt agrees with Johnson , that the " Essay on Man , ” though a work of great labour and long consideration , was not the happiest of Pope's performances . THE AUTHOR'S PREFACE I AM inclined to think that both XVI ...
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... soul expatiate in the skies , Amid her kindred stars familiar roam , Survey the region , and confess her home ! Such was the life great Scipio once admired , Thus Atticus , and TRUMBAL thus retired . Ye sacred Nine ! that all my soul ...
... soul expatiate in the skies , Amid her kindred stars familiar roam , Survey the region , and confess her home ! Such was the life great Scipio once admired , Thus Atticus , and TRUMBAL thus retired . Ye sacred Nine ! that all my soul ...
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... soul is press'd with cares , Exalts her in enlivening airs . Warriors she fires with animated sounds ; Pours balm into the bleeding lover's wounds : Melancholy lifts her head , Morpheus rouses from his bed , Sloth unfolds her arms and ...
... soul is press'd with cares , Exalts her in enlivening airs . Warriors she fires with animated sounds ; Pours balm into the bleeding lover's wounds : Melancholy lifts her head , Morpheus rouses from his bed , Sloth unfolds her arms and ...
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Page 219 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 249 - FATHER of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
Page 223 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide ! how deep extend below ! Vast chain of being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.
Page 293 - Dreading even fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise: — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaistered posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers' load, On wings of winds came flying...
Page 50 - 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 365 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Page 44 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Page 249 - Oh ! while along the stream of time thy name Expanded flies, and gathers all its fame ; Say, shall my little bark attendant sail, Pursue the triumph, and partake the gale?
Page 96 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love...
Page 292 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.