The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, Volume 7J. and P. Knapton [and others], 1751 - English literature |
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... Virgil . XVI . Answer to the fame . XVII . Criticisms about an elegy of Ovid . XVII . On fickness and disappointment . XIX . XX . Of Philips's paftorals . XXI . From Mr. Cromwell . On a paffage in Lucan . XXII . Answer to the former ...
... Virgil . XVI . Answer to the fame . XVII . Criticisms about an elegy of Ovid . XVII . On fickness and disappointment . XIX . XX . Of Philips's paftorals . XXI . From Mr. Cromwell . On a paffage in Lucan . XXII . Answer to the former ...
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... Virgil has taught me , that a young author has not too much reafon to be pleas'd with them , when he confiders that the natural con- sequence of praise is envy and calumny . -Si ultra placitum lauderit , baccare frontem Cingite , ne ...
... Virgil has taught me , that a young author has not too much reafon to be pleas'd with them , when he confiders that the natural con- sequence of praise is envy and calumny . -Si ultra placitum lauderit , baccare frontem Cingite , ne ...
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... Virgil ) the beft Critic of our ' Nation in his time . P. Mr. Walsh encouraged our Author much , and ufed to tell him , That there was one way of excelling yet left open for him , which was by correctnefs : that tho ' we had Several ...
... Virgil ) the beft Critic of our ' Nation in his time . P. Mr. Walsh encouraged our Author much , and ufed to tell him , That there was one way of excelling yet left open for him , which was by correctnefs : that tho ' we had Several ...
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... Virgil had written nothing fo good at his age * . I fhall take it as a favour if you will bring me acquainted with him : and if he will give himself the trouble any morning to call at my houfe , I fhall be very glad to read the verfes ...
... Virgil had written nothing fo good at his age * . I fhall take it as a favour if you will bring me acquainted with him : and if he will give himself the trouble any morning to call at my houfe , I fhall be very glad to read the verfes ...
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... Virgil , who is the best of them . As for the Greek Poets , if we cannot trace them fo plainly , ' tis perhaps because we have none before them ; ' tis evident that moft of them borrowed from Homer , and Homer has been accus'd of ...
... Virgil , who is the best of them . As for the Greek Poets , if we cannot trace them fo plainly , ' tis perhaps because we have none before them ; ' tis evident that moft of them borrowed from Homer , and Homer has been accus'd of ...
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Page 69 - 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 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Page 190 - The Dying Christian to his Soul: Ode Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say. Sister spirit, come away.
Page 189 - I should myself be much better pleased, if I were told you called me your little friend, than if you complimented me with the title of a great genius, or an eminent hand, as Jacob does all his authors.
Page 244 - Don't you design to let him pass a year at Oxford ? "To what purpose? (said he) the Universities do but make Pedants, and I intend to breed him a man of business.
Page 244 - Now damn them ! what if they should put it into the newspaper, how you and I went together to Oxford ? what would I care? If I should go down into Sussex, they would say I was gone to the Speaker. But what of that ? If my son were but big enough to go on with the business, by G — d I would keep as good company as old Jacob.
Page 214 - ... me to live agreeably in the town, or contentedly in the country, which is really all the difference I set between an easy fortune and a small one.
Page 236 - ... to one of the few, who (in any age) have come up to that character. I am...
Page 132 - Shakespear has it) to dinner, with what appetite they may and after that, till midnight, walk, work, or think, which they please.
Page 184 - ... not very common to young men, that the attractions of the world have not dazzled me very much ; and I...