The Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 4J. Murray, 1882 - Poets, English |
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... sense ? In [ George's ] reign these fruitless lines were writ , When Ambrose Philips was preferred for wit . Swift wrote back warning Pope against attaching too much importance to bad writers by mentioning them in his verse , and Pope ...
... sense ? In [ George's ] reign these fruitless lines were writ , When Ambrose Philips was preferred for wit . Swift wrote back warning Pope against attaching too much importance to bad writers by mentioning them in his verse , and Pope ...
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... sense , whose humour , and whose rage , At once can teach , delight , and lash the age , Whether thou choose Cervantes ' serious air , Or laugh and shake in Rab'lais ' easy chair , Praise courts and monarchs , or extol mankind , Or thy ...
... sense , whose humour , and whose rage , At once can teach , delight , and lash the age , Whether thou choose Cervantes ' serious air , Or laugh and shake in Rab'lais ' easy chair , Praise courts and monarchs , or extol mankind , Or thy ...
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... sense on such an occasion would indeed have been ' outrageously unnatural and absurd . ' " It is strange that Roscoe should not have seen that , in this apology , he was not confuting Warton's argument , but only re - stating it in ...
... sense on such an occasion would indeed have been ' outrageously unnatural and absurd . ' " It is strange that Roscoe should not have seen that , in this apology , he was not confuting Warton's argument , but only re - stating it in ...
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... sense of the faults of the poem to their appreciation of its overpowering excellence . Nor is the satire admirable for its form alone ; indeed , it may be said that its wit and beauty cannot be fully appreciated till we have fully ...
... sense of the faults of the poem to their appreciation of its overpowering excellence . Nor is the satire admirable for its form alone ; indeed , it may be said that its wit and beauty cannot be fully appreciated till we have fully ...
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... sense of the satire can only be inferred constructively from the current literature of the period or from his own MS . In one charac- teristic passage , Curll's Key to the Dunciad , ' taken in con- nection with the MS . , has enabled me ...
... sense of the satire can only be inferred constructively from the current literature of the period or from his own MS . In one charac- teristic passage , Curll's Key to the Dunciad , ' taken in con- nection with the MS . , has enabled me ...
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Addison alludes allusion Ambrose Philips ancient appears Arbuthnot Bavius Bentley Book booksellers called character Church Cibber Codrus couplet Court critics Curl Curll Dennis died Dryden Duke dull Dulness Dunces Dunciad Earl edition of 1729 Editor's note Elkanah Settle epigram Epistle Essay on Criticism ev'ry eyes fool genius gentle Gildon Goddess hath head Heav'n hero Homer honour Horace Iliad Imitation John King Lady Laureate learned Leonard Welsted letter Lewis Theobald lines London Lord Lord Hervey Miscellanies Mist's Journal Moral Essay Muse nature never o'er octavo Oldmixon Opera Ovid passage person play poem poet poet's Poetry POPE and WARBURTON Pope's praise Preface printed published quarto Queen reader satire says SCRIBLERUS POPE Shakespeare soul Swift thee Theobald things thou thro Tibbald tion translation VARIORUM VERSE Virg Virgil WARBURTON 1743 Welsted words writ writing written
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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.