The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Volume 1C. Bathurst, 1770 |
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... tears ; The winds and trees and floods her death deplore , Daphne , our grief ! our glory now no more ! 65 But fee ! where Daphne wond'ring mounts on high Above the clouds , above the ftarry sky ! VER . 69 , 70 . IMITATIONS . miratur ...
... tears ; The winds and trees and floods her death deplore , Daphne , our grief ! our glory now no more ! 65 But fee ! where Daphne wond'ring mounts on high Above the clouds , above the ftarry sky ! VER . 69 , 70 . IMITATIONS . miratur ...
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... tear . h In adamantine chains fhall Death be bound , And Hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks fresheft pafture , and the purell air , Explores the loft , the wand'ring fheep ...
... tear . h In adamantine chains fhall Death be bound , And Hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks fresheft pafture , and the purell air , Explores the loft , the wand'ring fheep ...
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... tears his fruftrate labour yields , And famifh'd dies amidst his ripen'd fields . What wonder then , a beast or subject flain Were equal crimes in a defpotic reign ? Both doom'd alike for fportive Tyrants bled , But while the fubject ...
... tears his fruftrate labour yields , And famifh'd dies amidst his ripen'd fields . What wonder then , a beast or subject flain Were equal crimes in a defpotic reign ? Both doom'd alike for fportive Tyrants bled , But while the fubject ...
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... tears the lay , In a soft silver stream diffolv'd away . The filver ftream her virgin coldness keeps , For ever murmurs , and for ever weeps ; Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the foreft where the rang'd before ...
... tears the lay , In a soft silver stream diffolv'd away . The filver ftream her virgin coldness keeps , For ever murmurs , and for ever weeps ; Still bears the name the hapless virgin bore , And bathes the foreft where the rang'd before ...
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... laft numbers flow'd from Corley's tongur . ] Mr. Cowley died at Chertfey , on the borders of the foreft , and was from thence convey'd to Westminster . VOL . I. D O early loft ! what tears the river shed , WINDSOR - FOREST . 49.
... laft numbers flow'd from Corley's tongur . ] Mr. Cowley died at Chertfey , on the borders of the foreft , and was from thence convey'd to Westminster . VOL . I. D O early loft ! what tears the river shed , WINDSOR - FOREST . 49.
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Page 113 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Page 115 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 100 - And bless their Critic with a Poet's fire. An ardent Judge, who zealous in his trust, With warmth gives sentence, yet is always just ; Whose own example strengthens all his laws ; And is himself that great Sublime he draws.
Page 127 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew^ And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel, a dusky, melancholy sprite, As ever sullied the fair face of light, Down to the central earth, his proper scene, Repair'd to search the gloomy cave of Spleen.
Page 170 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 92 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours...
Page 166 - Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare...
Page 89 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found.
Page 119 - And tremble at the sea that froths below !' He spoke; the spirits from the sails descend; Some, orb in orb, around the nymph extend; Some thrid the mazy ringlets of her hair; Some hang upon the pendants of her ear: 140 With beating hearts the dire event they wait, Anxious, and trembling for the birth of Fate.
Page 36 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day. No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn; But lost, dissolved in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts; the Light himself shall shine Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!