Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, 1. köideAlexander Pope Bernard Lintot, 1722 - 288 pages |
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Page 95
... fate , and with a figh retir'd . The Peer now fpreads the glitt'ring Forfex wide , T ' inclose the lock ; now joins it , to divide . Ev'n then , before the fatal engine clos'd , A wretched Sylph too fondly interpos'd ; Fate urg'd the ...
... fate , and with a figh retir'd . The Peer now fpreads the glitt'ring Forfex wide , T ' inclose the lock ; now joins it , to divide . Ev'n then , before the fatal engine clos'd , A wretched Sylph too fondly interpos'd ; Fate urg'd the ...
Page 105
... fate mute , and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warn'd me of the threats of fate , In mystic vifions , now believ'd too late ! See the poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what e'en thy rapine spares : These ...
... fate mute , and Shock was most unkind ! A Sylph too warn'd me of the threats of fate , In mystic vifions , now believ'd too late ! See the poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what e'en thy rapine spares : These ...
Page 131
... fate and fame , So mix'd our studies , and so join'd our name , Like them to shine thro ' long fucceeding age , So just thy skill , so regular my rage . Smit with the love of fifter - arts we came , And met congenial , mingling flame ...
... fate and fame , So mix'd our studies , and so join'd our name , Like them to shine thro ' long fucceeding age , So just thy skill , so regular my rage . Smit with the love of fifter - arts we came , And met congenial , mingling flame ...
Page 136
... fate deplore , And the gay mourn'd who never mourn'd before ; The trueft hearts for Voiture heav'd with fighs , Voiture was wept by all the brightest eyes ; The smiles and loves had dy'd in Voiture's death , But that for ever in his ...
... fate deplore , And the gay mourn'd who never mourn'd before ; The trueft hearts for Voiture heav'd with fighs , Voiture was wept by all the brightest eyes ; The smiles and loves had dy'd in Voiture's death , But that for ever in his ...
Page 204
... fate of the Pygmaan queen ; Juno enrag'd , resents th ' audacious aim , And to a crane transforms the vanquish'd dame ; In that voracious shape she still appears , And plagues her people with perpetual wars . In this Antigone , for ...
... fate of the Pygmaan queen ; Juno enrag'd , resents th ' audacious aim , And to a crane transforms the vanquish'd dame ; In that voracious shape she still appears , And plagues her people with perpetual wars . In this Antigone , for ...
Common terms and phrases
arms beauty Belinda beſt bleſt boſom bright cauſe charms cloſe diſplay e'er eaſe ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair falſe fame fate fide fighs filver fing firſt flame flow'rs fome fools foon foul fuch fure gen'rous glow Gnome grace hair head heart heav'n heav'nly honour juſt laſt learn'd leſs loft loſe lov'd maid moſt muſe muſt ne'er numbers nymph o'er paſs paſſions pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure pow'r praiſe pray'rs pride purſue rage raiſe reſt rife riſe roſe ſacred ſay ſcene ſcorn ſeem ſeen ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhed ſhine ſhore ſhort ſhould ſhow ſkies ſky ſmall ſmiles ſoft ſome ſpeak ſpirits ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtars ſtate ſteal ſteps ſtill ſtood ſtrain ſtrange ſtreams ſubjects ſuch ſung ſwain ſwelling Sylphs ſylvan tears Thalestris thee theſe thoſe thou thro trembling Twas Umbriel verſe Vertumnus waſte whoſe wife
Popular passages
Page 62 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Page 83 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.
Page 162 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Page 81 - 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 42 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Page 167 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Page 166 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 52 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love ; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found...
Page 92 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Page 128 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.