The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1873 - Всего страниц: 600 |
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... heav'n shall bear , And list'ning wolves grow milder as they hear . So the verses were originally written . But the author , young as he was , soon found the absurd- ity which Spenser himself overlooked , of intro- ducing wolves into ...
... heav'n shall bear , And list'ning wolves grow milder as they hear . So the verses were originally written . But the author , young as he was , soon found the absurd- ity which Spenser himself overlooked , of intro- ducing wolves into ...
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... heav'n descend . Swift fly the years , and rise th ' expected morn ! Oh spring to light , auspicious Babe , be born ! See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty7 Lebanon ...
... heav'n descend . Swift fly the years , and rise th ' expected morn ! Oh spring to light , auspicious Babe , be born ! See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring , With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty7 Lebanon ...
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Alexander Pope William Michael Rossetti. See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising Sun1 shall gild the morn , Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her silver horn ; But lost , dissolv ...
Alexander Pope William Michael Rossetti. See heav'n its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising Sun1 shall gild the morn , Nor ev'ning Cynthia fill her silver horn ; But lost , dissolv ...
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... heav'n itself though sev'nfold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; These now no more shall be the Muse's themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron squadrons shine , And ...
... heav'n itself though sev'nfold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; These now no more shall be the Muse's themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron squadrons shine , And ...
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... heav'n to hear . Of Orpheus now no more let Poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is giv'n ; His numbers rais'd a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heav'n . 134 TWO CHORUS'S TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS ' . Julius Cæsar , after ...
... heav'n to hear . Of Orpheus now no more let Poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is giv'n ; His numbers rais'd a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heav'n . 134 TWO CHORUS'S TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS ' . Julius Cæsar , after ...
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Стр. 40 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Стр. 274 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; 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 he speaks, And, as...
Стр. 74 - The Berries crackle, and the Mill turns round ; On shining Altars of Japan they raise The silver Lamp ; the fiery Spirits blaze. From silver Spouts the grateful Liquors glide, While China's Earth receives the smoking Tide.
Стр. 49 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ : Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where Nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Стр. 68 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white.
Стр. 52 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Стр. 65 - Muse! is due: This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view: Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred lord t
Стр. 78 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane,) With earnest eyes, and round unthinking face, He first the snuff-box...
Стр. 277 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : 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 awhile one parent from the sky...
Стр. 275 - Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord.