The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeBlackwood, 1860 - 576 pages |
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... pleased with them at last . But I have reason to think they can have no reputation which will continue long , or which deserves to do so ; for they have always fallen short , not only of what I read of others , but even of my own ideas ...
... pleased with them at last . But I have reason to think they can have no reputation which will continue long , or which deserves to do so ; for they have always fallen short , not only of what I read of others , but even of my own ideas ...
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... Pleased the green lustre of the scales survey , And with their forky tongue shall innocently play . Rise , crowned with light , imperial Salem , rise ! Exalt thy towery head , and lift thy eyes ! See , a long race thy spacious courts ...
... Pleased the green lustre of the scales survey , And with their forky tongue shall innocently play . Rise , crowned with light , imperial Salem , rise ! Exalt thy towery head , and lift thy eyes ! See , a long race thy spacious courts ...
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... pleased at first the towering Alps we try , Mount o'er the vales and seem to tread the sky , The eternal snows appear already pass'd , And the first clouds and mountains seem the last : But , those attain'd , we tremble to survey The ...
... pleased at first the towering Alps we try , Mount o'er the vales and seem to tread the sky , The eternal snows appear already pass'd , And the first clouds and mountains seem the last : But , those attain'd , we tremble to survey The ...
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... Pleased with a work where nothing's just or fit ; One glaring chaos and wild heap of wit . Poets , like painters , thus , unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace , With gold and jewels cover every part , And hide with ...
... Pleased with a work where nothing's just or fit ; One glaring chaos and wild heap of wit . Poets , like painters , thus , unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace , With gold and jewels cover every part , And hide with ...
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... pleased too little or too much . At every trifle scorn to take offence , That always shows great pride or little sense : Those heads , as stomachs , are not sure the best Which nauseate all , and nothing can digest . Yet let not each ...
... pleased too little or too much . At every trifle scorn to take offence , That always shows great pride or little sense : Those heads , as stomachs , are not sure the best Which nauseate all , and nothing can digest . Yet let not each ...
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Adrastus ALEXANDER POPE ancient beauty behold blest breast breath bright charms court critics crown'd Cynthus death divine Dryope Dulness Dunciad eclogue EPISTLE Essay Essay on Criticism eyes fair fame fate fire flames flowers fools genius give glory gnome goddess gods grace groves happy hath head heart Heaven hero honour Iliad Jove kings knave learn'd learned LEONARD WELSTED live lord lyre mankind mind mourn muse nature ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once passion pastoral Phoebus plain pleased poem poet poetry Pope praise pride proud queen rage rhymes rise sacred Sappho satire SEMICHORUS sense shade shine sighs silvan sing skies smiles soft soul swain sylphs taste tears Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thine things thou thought trembling truth Umbriel verse Virgil virgin virtue winds wings wretched write youth
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Page 90 - 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 226 - Peace to all such! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent, and each art to please, And born to write, converse, and live with ease; Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Page 181 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Page 432 - See Mystery to Mathematics fly! 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 146 - Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor'd 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 54 - 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.
Page 144 - Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield ! The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar ; Eye nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise: Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Page 152 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Page 57 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home ; Here thou, great ANNA ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th...
Page 146 - In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel ; And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th