The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Memoirs of the life and writings of Pope. Recommendatory poems. A discourse on pastoral poetry. Pastorals. Messiah. Windsor forest. Odes. Two chorus's to the tragedy of Brutus. The dying Christian to his soul. An essay on criticism. The rape of the lock. Elegy to the memory of an unfortunate lady. Prologue to Mr. Addison's tragedy of Cato. Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane ShoreJ. Johnson, 1806 |
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... lay before him all the mistakes and inaccuracies hinted at by the crowd of fcribblers * and writers , fome good , fome bad , who had attacked Mr. Pope , and added many things he had himself ob- jected to : Speaking of Mr. Pope's Homer ...
... lay before him all the mistakes and inaccuracies hinted at by the crowd of fcribblers * and writers , fome good , fome bad , who had attacked Mr. Pope , and added many things he had himself ob- jected to : Speaking of Mr. Pope's Homer ...
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... lay in decrepitude and forrow , vanquished at his feet . He now fat down , apparently in lofty tranquillity , under his poetic laurels . At this time , if ever , he might truly fay , " All the din the diftant world can keep , " Rolls o ...
... lay in decrepitude and forrow , vanquished at his feet . He now fat down , apparently in lofty tranquillity , under his poetic laurels . At this time , if ever , he might truly fay , " All the din the diftant world can keep , " Rolls o ...
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... lay , And drefs'd the rocky fhelves , and pav'd the painted bay . Thy treasures next arriv'd : and now we boast A nobler cargo on our barren coast : From thy luxuriant Foreft we receive More lafting glories than the Eaft can give ...
... lay , And drefs'd the rocky fhelves , and pav'd the painted bay . Thy treasures next arriv'd : and now we boast A nobler cargo on our barren coast : From thy luxuriant Foreft we receive More lafting glories than the Eaft can give ...
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... lays the lucid wave surpass , The living scene is in the Mufe's glass . Nor sweeter notes the echoing forests cheer , When Philomela fits and warbles there , Than when you fing the greens and op'ning glades , And give us Harmony as well ...
... lays the lucid wave surpass , The living scene is in the Mufe's glass . Nor sweeter notes the echoing forests cheer , When Philomela fits and warbles there , Than when you fing the greens and op'ning glades , And give us Harmony as well ...
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... lay . Thence let me view the venerable scene , The awful dome , the groves eternal green : Where facred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And brought the Muses to the fylvan seat , Reform'd the wits , unlock'd the Claffic store , And ...
... lay . Thence let me view the venerable scene , The awful dome , the groves eternal green : Where facred Hough long found his fam'd retreat , And brought the Muses to the fylvan seat , Reform'd the wits , unlock'd the Claffic store , And ...
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Addiſon Æneid againſt ancient beauty becauſe beſt boaſt Boileau cauſe character circumftance compofition Criticiſm Critics defcribed defcription defert Dryden Dunciad Eclogues Effay Ev'n ev'ry expreffion eyes facred faid fame fatire fays fecond feems fenfe fhade fhall fhew fhould filver fince fing firft firſt flow'rs fome foon Foreft fpirit fpring ftill fubject fublime fuch fuperior genius groves heav'n himſelf Homer Iliad IMITATIONS itſelf Johnſon juft juſt laft laſt lefs lines loft Lord Lord Hervey Lycidas moft moſt Mufe mufic Muſe muſt nature NOTES numbers nymph o'er obfervations occafion paffage paffions Paftorals perfon pleaſe poem Poet poetical Poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praiſe prefent profe publiſhed Quintilian reafon REMARKS rife ſcene ſeems ſenſe Shakeſpear ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſtill ſtrains ſtreams Sylphs thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thought tranflation uſed verfe verſe Virg Virgil WARBURTON WARTON whofe whoſe writing
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Page 333 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew, And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel...
Page 187 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Page 226 - Fired at first sight with what the Muse imparts, In fearless youth we tempt the heights of arts, While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind ; But, more...
Page 218 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end) Some lucky licence answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that licence is a rule.
Page 324 - The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jurymen may dine; The merchant from th' Exchange returns in peace, And the long labours of the toilet cease.
Page 309 - Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring spark, The glance by day, the whisper in the dark, When kind occasion prompts their warm desires, When music softens, and when dancing fires ? Tis but their sylph, the wise celestials know, Though honour is the word with men below.
Page 332 - What time would spare, from steel receives its date, And monuments, like men, submit to fate! Steel could the labour of the gods destroy, And strike to dust th' imperial tow'rs of Troy; Steel could the works of mortal pride confound, And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
Page 110 - Be smooth, ye Rocks; ye rapid Floods, give way ! The SAVIOUR comes! by ancient bards foretold! Hear Him, ye Deaf; and all ye Blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day: Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th...
Page 115 - See, a long race thy spacious courts adorn; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Page 182 - 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.