Mr. Pope, His Life and Times, Volume 2Hutchinson & Company, 1909 - 6 pages |
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Page 372
... Writing to Swift on June 28 , Pope says that he is holding the pen for my Lord Bolingbroke , who is reading the dean's letter between two haycocks , though his attention is sometimes diverted by his casting his eyes on the clouds , not ...
... Writing to Swift on June 28 , Pope says that he is holding the pen for my Lord Bolingbroke , who is reading the dean's letter between two haycocks , though his attention is sometimes diverted by his casting his eyes on the clouds , not ...
Page 375
... written , at Pope's request , a long letter to Patty , which contains a good deal of chaff and many allusions to intimate jokes , with a covert hint that the lady might mend her ways and assert her independence . " I am told , " he says ...
... written , at Pope's request , a long letter to Patty , which contains a good deal of chaff and many allusions to intimate jokes , with a covert hint that the lady might mend her ways and assert her independence . " I am told , " he says ...
Page 380
... advice before writing my ' Fables ' for the duke , not to write them ? Or , rather , to write them for some young nobleman ? nobleman ? It is It is very hard fate that I must get nothing , write for or against them . 380 Mr. Pope.
... advice before writing my ' Fables ' for the duke , not to write them ? Or , rather , to write them for some young nobleman ? nobleman ? It is It is very hard fate that I must get nothing , write for or against them . 380 Mr. Pope.
Page 381
... writing in the cause of virtue and against the fashionable vices , " he tells Swift ( on March 19 ) , " I am looked upon at present as the most obnoxious person almost in England . Mr. Pulteney tells me I have got the start of him . Mr ...
... writing in the cause of virtue and against the fashionable vices , " he tells Swift ( on March 19 ) , " I am looked upon at present as the most obnoxious person almost in England . Mr. Pulteney tells me I have got the start of him . Mr ...
Page 382
... written to Lord Oxford : " You are now at full liberty to publish all my faults and enormities . The king and queen had the book yesterday by the hands of Sir R. W [ alpole ] , so that your lordships may now let me fly . " 1 For a time ...
... written to Lord Oxford : " You are now at full liberty to publish all my faults and enormities . The king and queen had the book yesterday by the hands of Sir R. W [ alpole ] , so that your lordships may now let me fly . " 1 For a time ...
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Page 474 - Lo, the poor Indian! Whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Page 656 - In vain, they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine Lo, thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word : Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Page 492 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Page 480 - 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 fancy'd life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
Page 443 - 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!
Page 513 - Whether the charmer sinner it, or saint it, If folly grow romantic, I must paint it. Come, then, the colours and the ground prepare ! Dip in the rainbow, trick her off in air ; Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Page 656 - 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 sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Page 481 - Come then my Friend! my genius! come along; Oh, master of the poet, and the song! And while the muse now stoops, or now ascends, To man's low passions, or their glorious ends Teach me, like thee, in various nature wise, To fall with dignity, with temper rise; Formed by thy converse, happily to steer From grave to gay, from lively to severe ; Correct with spirit, eloquent with ease, Intent to reason, or polite to please.
Page 473 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, 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 444 - He pledged it to the knight ; the knight had wit, So kept the diamond, and the rogue was bit.