The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, 4. köide1754 |
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Page 64
... light stroke of fatire ill placed ; and hurts the dignity of the preceding morality . Horace was very serious , and properly so , when he said , cur , Improbe ! carae Non aliquid patriae tanto emetiris acervo . He remembered , and hints ...
... light stroke of fatire ill placed ; and hurts the dignity of the preceding morality . Horace was very serious , and properly so , when he said , cur , Improbe ! carae Non aliquid patriae tanto emetiris acervo . He remembered , and hints ...
Page 136
... light bark conveys , ] The metaphor is fine , but inferior to the Original , in many respects , ventofo gloria curru , has a happy air of ridicule heightened by its allufion to the Roman Triumph . It has a great beauty too , taken in a ...
... light bark conveys , ] The metaphor is fine , but inferior to the Original , in many respects , ventofo gloria curru , has a happy air of ridicule heightened by its allufion to the Roman Triumph . It has a great beauty too , taken in a ...
Page 137
... light bark conveys On Fame's mad voyage by the wind of praise , With what a fhifting gale your course you ply , For ever funk too low , or born too high ! 280 285 290 ' 295 imitation has the preference . It is more juft . For a Poet ...
... light bark conveys On Fame's mad voyage by the wind of praise , With what a fhifting gale your course you ply , For ever funk too low , or born too high ! 280 285 290 ' 295 imitation has the preference . It is more juft . For a Poet ...
Page 155
... light ; I told you when I went , I could not write ; You faid the fame ; and are you discontent 25 With Laws , to which you gave your own affent ? zo Nay worse , to ask for Verfe at such a time ! D'ye think me good for nothing but to ...
... light ; I told you when I went , I could not write ; You faid the fame ; and are you discontent 25 With Laws , to which you gave your own affent ? zo Nay worse , to ask for Verfe at such a time ! D'ye think me good for nothing but to ...
Page 156
... fhould never forget , that the expreffion is not perfect , but when the ideas it conveys fit both the tale and the application : for then they reflect mutual light upon one another . " Go on , my Friend ( he cry'd ) 156 IMITATIONS Book II .
... fhould never forget , that the expreffion is not perfect , but when the ideas it conveys fit both the tale and the application : for then they reflect mutual light upon one another . " Go on , my Friend ( he cry'd ) 156 IMITATIONS Book II .
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Page 49 - Hear this, and tremble! you, who 'scape the Laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave ^/ Shall walk the World, in credit, to his grave.
Page 27 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Page 12 - 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.
Page 14 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 4 - 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.
Page 13 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 167 - Bright through the rubbish of some hundred years ; Command old words, that long have slept, to wake, Words that wise Bacon or...
Page 6 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Page 20 - 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. Whether in florid impotence...
Page 41 - My head and heart thus flowing thro' my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.