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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... turn .'- I returned. ( We , wretched mortals ! lost in doubts below , But guess by rumour , and but boast we know ) Oh ! say what heroes , fired by thirst of fame , Or urged by wrongs , to Troy's destruction came ! To count them all ...
... turn .'- I returned. ( We , wretched mortals ! lost in doubts below , But guess by rumour , and but boast we know ) Oh ! say what heroes , fired by thirst of fame , Or urged by wrongs , to Troy's destruction came ! To count them all ...
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... turn the furrow'd plain . Here the bright crocus and blue violet glow Here western winds on breathing roses blow ... turns , by turns the muses sing : Now hawthorns blossom , now the daisies spring , Now leaves the trees , and flowers ...
... turn the furrow'd plain . Here the bright crocus and blue violet glow Here western winds on breathing roses blow ... turns , by turns the muses sing : Now hawthorns blossom , now the daisies spring , Now leaves the trees , and flowers ...
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... turn your eyes . Oh ! how I long with you to pass my days , Invoke the muses , and resound your praise ! Your praise the birds shall chant in every grove , And winds shall waft it to the powers above . But would you sing , and rival ...
... turn your eyes . Oh ! how I long with you to pass my days , Invoke the muses , and resound your praise ! Your praise the birds shall chant in every grove , And winds shall waft it to the powers above . But would you sing , and rival ...
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... turn critics in their own defence : Each burns alike , who can , or cannot write , Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite . All fools have still an itching to deride , And fain would be upon the laughing side . If Mævius scribble in ...
... turn critics in their own defence : Each burns alike , who can , or cannot write , Or with a rival's or an eunuch's spite . All fools have still an itching to deride , And fain would be upon the laughing side . If Mævius scribble in ...
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... turn ? Oft , leaving what is natural and fit , The current folly proves the ready wit ; And authors think their reputation safe , Which lives as long as fools are pleased to laugh . Some , valuing those of their own side or mind , Still ...
... turn ? Oft , leaving what is natural and fit , The current folly proves the ready wit ; And authors think their reputation safe , Which lives as long as fools are pleased to laugh . Some , valuing those of their own side or mind , Still ...
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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