The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: Ed. by the Rev. H. F. CaryD. Appleton & Company, 1867 - Всего страниц: 485 |
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... thought , what pampered refine- ment of sentiment ! It is like looking at the world through . a microscope , where everything assumes a new character and a new consequence , -where things are seen in their minutest circumstances and ...
... thought , what pampered refine- ment of sentiment ! It is like looking at the world through . a microscope , where everything assumes a new character and a new consequence , -where things are seen in their minutest circumstances and ...
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... thoughts are not our own , because they resemble the ancients , may as well say our faces are not our own because they are like our fathers : and indeed it is very unreason- able , that people should expect us to be scholars , and yet ...
... thoughts are not our own , because they resemble the ancients , may as well say our faces are not our own because they are like our fathers : and indeed it is very unreason- able , that people should expect us to be scholars , and yet ...
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... thought tolerable . I would not be like those authors who forgive themselves some particular lines for the sake of a whole poem , and vice versa a whole poem for the sake of some particular lines . I believe no one qualification is so ...
... thought tolerable . I would not be like those authors who forgive themselves some particular lines for the sake of a whole poem , and vice versa a whole poem for the sake of some particular lines . I believe no one qualification is so ...
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... thoughts are plain , yet admit a little quickness and passion , but that short and flowing : the expression humble , yet as pure as the language will afford ; neat , but not florid ; easy , and yet lively . In short , the fable ...
... thoughts are plain , yet admit a little quickness and passion , but that short and flowing : the expression humble , yet as pure as the language will afford ; neat , but not florid ; easy , and yet lively . In short , the fable ...
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... thought imper- fect in some few points . His eclogues are somewhat too long , if we compare them with the ancients ... thoughts , and characters , he comes near to Theocritus himself ; though , notwithstanding all the care he has taken ...
... thought imper- fect in some few points . His eclogues are somewhat too long , if we compare them with the ancients ... thoughts , and characters , he comes near to Theocritus himself ; though , notwithstanding all the care he has taken ...
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Стр. 53 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence. 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. 224 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives...
Стр. 26 - Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise! Exalt thy towery head, and lift thy eyes! See a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks, on every side arise Demanding life, impatient for the skies!
Стр. 464 - Night primeval, and of Chaos old ! Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sickening stars fade off the ethereal plain ; As Argus
Стр. 46 - First follow nature and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same : Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides; In some fair body thus th...
Стр. 50 - Fired at first sight with what the muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanced, behold with strange surprise New distant scenes of endless science rise!
Стр. 82 - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravished hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost. For after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust, This lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
Стр. 230 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Стр. 283 - His gardens next your admiration call, On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Стр. 277 - Of mimic statesmen, and their merry king. No wit to flatter, left of all his store ! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame ; this lord of useless thousands ends.