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... JOHN WILSON CROKER . WITH INTRODUCTIONS AND NOTES BY REV . WHITWELL ELWIN , AND WILLIAM JOHN COURTHOPE , M.A. VOL . IV . POETRY . - VOL . IV . WITH ILLUSTRATIONS . ANIA LONDON : JOHN MURRAY , ALBEMARLE STREET . 1882 . [ The right of ...
... JOHN WILSON CROKER . WITH INTRODUCTIONS AND NOTES BY REV . WHITWELL ELWIN , AND WILLIAM JOHN COURTHOPE , M.A. VOL . IV . POETRY . - VOL . IV . WITH ILLUSTRATIONS . ANIA LONDON : JOHN MURRAY , ALBEMARLE STREET . 1882 . [ The right of ...
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Alexander Pope Whitwell Elwin, William John Courthope. EPITAPHS - continued . PAGE XIV . ON EDMUND DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM 391 XV . FOR ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE BURIED IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY 392 ANOTHER , ON THE SAME 392 XVI . ON JOHN HUGHES AND ...
Alexander Pope Whitwell Elwin, William John Courthope. EPITAPHS - continued . PAGE XIV . ON EDMUND DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM 391 XV . FOR ONE WHO WOULD NOT BE BURIED IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY 392 ANOTHER , ON THE SAME 392 XVI . ON JOHN HUGHES AND ...
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... JOHN MOORE SANDYS ' GHOST • SONG BY A PERSON OF QUALITY TO LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU To MR . GAY · PAGE 460 462 463 463 464 464 467 468 469 473 478 481 484 486 489 . 491 492 EXTEMPORANEOUS LINES ON THE PICTURE OF LADY MARY W. MONTAGU ...
... JOHN MOORE SANDYS ' GHOST • SONG BY A PERSON OF QUALITY TO LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU To MR . GAY · PAGE 460 462 463 463 464 464 467 468 469 473 478 481 484 486 489 . 491 492 EXTEMPORANEOUS LINES ON THE PICTURE OF LADY MARY W. MONTAGU ...
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... John From all these facts - the first mention of the satire by Pope in his correspondence with Swift , the mysterious sub- terfuges attending its publication , the frequent alterations made in its form , and lastly , the violent change ...
... John From all these facts - the first mention of the satire by Pope in his correspondence with Swift , the mysterious sub- terfuges attending its publication , the frequent alterations made in its form , and lastly , the violent change ...
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... JOHN DENNIS . " His precepts are false or trivial , or both ; his thoughts are crude and abortive , his expressions absurd , his numbers harsh and unmusical , his rhymes trivial and common ; -instead of majesty , we have something that ...
... JOHN DENNIS . " His precepts are false or trivial , or both ; his thoughts are crude and abortive , his expressions absurd , his numbers harsh and unmusical , his rhymes trivial and common ; -instead of majesty , we have something that ...
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Page 223 - 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 380 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ! of soul sincere. In action faithful, and in honour clear ! Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, Prais'd, wept, and honour'd by the Muse he lov'd.
Page 403 - Thus let me live, unseen, unknown. Thus unlamented let me die, Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie.
Page 405 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Page 316 - Nature, was a most gentle expresser of it : his mind and hand went together ; and what he thought, he uttered with that easiness, that we have scarce received from him a blot in his papers.
Page 196 - To ask, to guess, to know, as they commence,' As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain, Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death...
Page 405 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame ! Quit, oh, quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, 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,
Page 148 - To where Fleet-ditch with disemboguing streams Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames, The king of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
Page 403 - 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 191 - When lo! a Harlot form soft sliding by, With mincing step, small voice, and languid eye: Foreign her air, her robe's discordant pride In patch-work flutt'ring, and her head aside: By singing Peers up-held on either hand, She tripp'd and laugh'd, too pretty much to stand: Cast on the prostrate Nine a scornful look, Then thus in quaint Recitative spoke.