The poetical works of Alexander Pope, with life of the author and notes by J. LuptonW. Tegg, 1867 - 526 pages |
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... wise for pride , too good for power , Enjoy the glory to be great no more , And carrying with you all the world can boast , To all the world illustriously are lost ! O , let my Muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades ...
... wise for pride , too good for power , Enjoy the glory to be great no more , And carrying with you all the world can boast , To all the world illustriously are lost ! O , let my Muse her slender reed inspire , Till in your native shades ...
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... wise and good ; To observe a mean , be to himself a friend , To follow nature , and regard his end ; 250 Or looks on heaven with more than mortal eyes ; Bids his free soul expatiate in the skies , Amid her kindred stars familiar roam ...
... wise and good ; To observe a mean , be to himself a friend , To follow nature , and regard his end ; 250 Or looks on heaven with more than mortal eyes ; Bids his free soul expatiate in the skies , Amid her kindred stars familiar roam ...
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... wise we grow ; Our wiser sons , no doubt , will think us so . Once school divines this zealous isle o'erspread ; Who knew most sentences was deepest read ; 441 Faith , Gospel , all , seem'd made to be 42 WORKS OF POPE .
... wise we grow ; Our wiser sons , no doubt , will think us so . Once school divines this zealous isle o'erspread ; Who knew most sentences was deepest read ; 441 Faith , Gospel , all , seem'd made to be 42 WORKS OF POPE .
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... er betray your trust , Nor be so civil as to prove unjust : Fear not the anger of the wise to raise ; Those best can bear reproof , who merit praise . 581 ' Twere well might critics still this freedom take ; 46 WORKS OF POPE .
... er betray your trust , Nor be so civil as to prove unjust : Fear not the anger of the wise to raise ; Those best can bear reproof , who merit praise . 581 ' Twere well might critics still this freedom take ; 46 WORKS OF POPE .
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... wise Aurelius , in whose well - taught mind , With boundless power , unbounded virtue join'd , His own strict judge , and patron of mankind . 161 Much - suffering heroes next their honours claim , Those of less noisy and less guilty ...
... wise Aurelius , in whose well - taught mind , With boundless power , unbounded virtue join'd , His own strict judge , and patron of mankind . 161 Much - suffering heroes next their honours claim , Those of less noisy and less guilty ...
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Page 197 - Father of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind; Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill; And binding Nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.
Page 157 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 159 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 197 - 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.
Page 233 - 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 the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks ; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or...
Page 28 - But most by numbers judge a poet's song, And smooth or rough, with them, is right or wrong: In the bright muse, though thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire...
Page 166 - KNOW, then, thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great ; With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between ; in doubt to act or rest...
Page 407 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Page 167 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Page 314 - So impudent I own myself no knave :} So odd, my country's ruin makes me grave. > Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me: Safe from the Bar, the Pulpit, and the Throne, Yet touched and shamed by ridicule alone.