The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq. ...: Juvenile poemsJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... the thought , my fancy feeks the plains , And turns me fhepherd while I hear the ftrains . Indulgent nurse of ev'ry tender gale , Parent of flowrets , old Arcadia , hail ! 40 Here Here in the cool my limbs at case I spread ( xvii )
... the thought , my fancy feeks the plains , And turns me fhepherd while I hear the ftrains . Indulgent nurse of ev'ry tender gale , Parent of flowrets , old Arcadia , hail ! 40 Here Here in the cool my limbs at case I spread ( xvii )
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... thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp appears , Tow'rs o'er the field of death ; as fierce he turns , Keen flash his arms , and all the Hero burns ; 36 With 45 With martial stalk , and more than mortal might ( xx f.
... thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp appears , Tow'rs o'er the field of death ; as fierce he turns , Keen flash his arms , and all the Hero burns ; 36 With 45 With martial stalk , and more than mortal might ( xx f.
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... turn the facred page ? Three lovely Virgins , and of equal age ; Intent they read , and all enamour'd seem , As he that met his likeness in the stream : The GRACES thefe ; and fee how they contend , Who most shall praife , who beft ...
... turn the facred page ? Three lovely Virgins , and of equal age ; Intent they read , and all enamour'd seem , As he that met his likeness in the stream : The GRACES thefe ; and fee how they contend , Who most shall praife , who beft ...
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... p . 2. Ref . xxvii . P. + Pref . to Virg . Paft . in Dryd . Virg . Fonnelle's Difc . of Paftorals . P. P. P. B 3 See the forementioned Preface . elegant elegant turns on the words , which render the num ON PASTORAL POETRY . 5.
... p . 2. Ref . xxvii . P. + Pref . to Virg . Paft . in Dryd . Virg . Fonnelle's Difc . of Paftorals . P. P. P. B 3 See the forementioned Preface . elegant elegant turns on the words , which render the num ON PASTORAL POETRY . 5.
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Alexander Pope. elegant turns on the words , which render the num bers extremely sweet and pleafing . As for the num- bers themselves , though they are properly of the heroic measure , they fhould be the fmootheft , the most easy and ...
Alexander Pope. elegant turns on the words , which render the num bers extremely sweet and pleafing . As for the num- bers themselves , though they are properly of the heroic measure , they fhould be the fmootheft , the most easy and ...
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ancient beauty Belinda beſt bleft bluſhing boaſt breaſt ceafe Critics Cynthus Dæmons DAPHNI defcend diſplay eaſe Eclogue ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire feem fenfe feve fhade fhall fhepherds fhining fhore fide fighs filent filver fince fing firft firſt fkies flow'rs foft fome fong foon foreft foul fpirits ftill ftreams fubject fuch fung genius glory Gnome grace groves heav'n himſelf IMITATIONS inſpire itſelf juft laft laſt lefs loft lyre moft moſt Mufe mufic muft Muſe muſt Nature numbers nymph o'er Ovid paffions Paftoral plain pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem Poets pow'r praife praiſe raiſe reafon refound rife riſe ſcene SEMICHORUS ſenſe ſhade ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſome ſpread ſpring ſtill ſtrain Sylphs thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro trembling Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verfe verſe Virg Virgil whofe Whoſe
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