The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope ...: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJones and Company, 1826 - Всего страниц: 133 |
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Стр. viii
... night : directs Fly hence , delusive dream , and light , as air , To Agamemnon's royal tent repair ; Bid him in arms draw forth th ' embattled train , March all his legions to the dusty plain . Now tell the King ' tis given him to ...
... night : directs Fly hence , delusive dream , and light , as air , To Agamemnon's royal tent repair ; Bid him in arms draw forth th ' embattled train , March all his legions to the dusty plain . Now tell the King ' tis given him to ...
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... night , As when the moon in all her lustre bright ; As when the moon , refulgent lamp of night , O'er Heaven's clear azure sheds her silver light ; pure spreads sacred As still in air the trembling lustre stood , And o'er its golden ...
... night , As when the moon in all her lustre bright ; As when the moon , refulgent lamp of night , O'er Heaven's clear azure sheds her silver light ; pure spreads sacred As still in air the trembling lustre stood , And o'er its golden ...
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... night : God said , Let Newton be ! And all was light . Of this epitaph , short as it is , the faults seem not to be very few . Why part should be Latin , and part English , is not easy to discover . In the Latin the op- position of ...
... night : God said , Let Newton be ! And all was light . Of this epitaph , short as it is , the faults seem not to be very few . Why part should be Latin , and part English , is not easy to discover . In the Latin the op- position of ...
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... night he scorches , as he burns by day . AUTUMN . THE THIRD PASTORAL ; OR , HYLAS AND EGON . To Mr. Wycherley . BENEATH the shade a spreading beech displays , Hylas and Egon sang their rural lays : This mourn'd a faithless , that an ...
... night he scorches , as he burns by day . AUTUMN . THE THIRD PASTORAL ; OR , HYLAS AND EGON . To Mr. Wycherley . BENEATH the shade a spreading beech displays , Hylas and Egon sang their rural lays : This mourn'd a faithless , that an ...
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... nights of pleasure , Sacred Hymen ! these are thine . ODE ON SOLITUDE . 11 Written when the Author was about twelve ... night : study and ease , Together mix'd ; sweet recreation , And innocence , which most does please With meditation ...
... nights of pleasure , Sacred Hymen ! these are thine . ODE ON SOLITUDE . 11 Written when the Author was about twelve ... night : study and ease , Together mix'd ; sweet recreation , And innocence , which most does please With meditation ...
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Achilles Ajax Antilochus arms Asius Atrides behold beneath bless'd blood bold brave breast breath chariot charms chief coursers cries crown'd dart dead death descends Diomed divine dreadful Dunciad E'en eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear feast field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies fury glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand haste hear heart heaven Hector hero honour Idomeneus Iliad Ilion immortal javelin Jove king labours live lord Lycian maid mighty mind monarch mortal Neptune night numbers nymph o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus Phoebus plain poem poet Pope praise press'd Priam prince proud Pylian Pylos queen race rage rise round sacred shade shew shining shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke steeds stood Swift tears Telemachus thee thine thou throne thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Tydeus Ulysses verse walls warrior woes wound wretched youth
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Стр. 14 - 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. 53 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T
Стр. 52 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Стр. 53 - God loves from whole to parts ; but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds. Another still, and still another spreads : Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace ; His country next ; and next all human race ; Wide and. more wide, th...
Стр. 18 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen ; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes ; At every word a reputation dies.
Стр. 64 - Dreading e'en 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 plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Стр. xxii - Poetry was not the sole praise of either ; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied, that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden obeys the motions of his own mind, Pope constrains his mind to his own rules of composition. Dryden is sometimes vehement and rapid ; Pope is always smooth, uniform, and gentle.
Стр. 14 - As bodies perish through excess of blood. Others for language all their care express, And value books, as women men, for dress : Their praise is still — the style is excellent ; The sense they humbly take upon content.
Стр. xvi - Dreading ev'n 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 plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Стр. 19 - 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 shears, and cut the sylph in twain, (But airy substance soon unites again) The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, for ever, and for ever ! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, • And screams of horror rend th