Satires and EpistlesClarendon Press, 1881 - 164 pages |
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... soul and an impassioned intelligence to which Pope cannot lay claim . ) Yet Pope had before him two models - models of excellence in very different kinds of satire , but both agreeing in this , that their satire enforced the public ...
... soul and an impassioned intelligence to which Pope cannot lay claim . ) Yet Pope had before him two models - models of excellence in very different kinds of satire , but both agreeing in this , that their satire enforced the public ...
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... soul to cross , Who pens a stanza , when he should engross ? Is there , who , lock'd from ink and paper , scrawls With desp'rate charcoal round his darken'd walls ? All fly to Twit'nam , and in humble strain Apply to me , to keep them ...
... soul to cross , Who pens a stanza , when he should engross ? Is there , who , lock'd from ink and paper , scrawls With desp'rate charcoal round his darken'd walls ? All fly to Twit'nam , and in humble strain Apply to me , to keep them ...
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... soul to save ? ' I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt ( Cries prating Balbus ) something will come out . ' ' Tis all in vain , deny it as I will , ' No , such a genius never can lie still ; ' And then for mine obligingly ...
... soul to save ? ' I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt ( Cries prating Balbus ) something will come out . ' ' Tis all in vain , deny it as I will , ' No , such a genius never can lie still ; ' And then for mine obligingly ...
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... soul , and muse . Yet why ? that father held it for a rule , It was a sin to call our neighbour fool : That harmless mother thought ***** : Hear this , and spare his family , James Moore ! Unspotted names , and memorable long ! If there ...
... soul , and muse . Yet why ? that father held it for a rule , It was a sin to call our neighbour fool : That harmless mother thought ***** : Hear this , and spare his family , James Moore ! Unspotted names , and memorable long ! If there ...
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... soul I cannot sleep a wink . I nod in company , I wake at night , Fools rush into my head , and so I write . F. You could not do a worse thing for your life . Why , if the nights seem tedious - take a wife : Or rather truly , if your ...
... soul I cannot sleep a wink . I nod in company , I wake at night , Fools rush into my head , and so I write . F. You could not do a worse thing for your life . Why , if the nights seem tedious - take a wife : Or rather truly , if your ...
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Page 30 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer: Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike ; Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Page 125 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Page 24 - They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Page 28 - Soft were my numbers ; who could take offence While pure description held the place of sense ? Like gentle Fanny's was my flow'ry theme, A painted mistress, or a purling stream.
Page 146 - I remember the players have often mentioned it as an honour to Shakespeare, that in his writing (whatsoever he penned) he never blotted out a line. My answer hath been, "Would he ' had blotted a thousand," which they thought a malevolent speech.
Page 25 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse." If I dislike it, " Furies, death, and rage! " If I approve,
Page 27 - One flatt'rer's worse than all. Of all mad creatures, if the learn'd are right, It is the slaver kills, and not the bite. A fool quite angry is quite innocent: Alas ! 'tis ten times worse when they repent. One dedicates in high heroic prose, And ridicules beyond a hundred foes; One from all Grub Street will my fame defend, And, more abusive, calls himself my friend. This prints my letters, that expects a bribe, And others roar aloud, 'Subscribe, subscribe.
Page 25 - And to be grave, exceeds all power of face. I sit with sad civility, I read With honest anguish, and an aching head; And drop at last, but in unwilling ears, This saving counsel, — 'Keep your piece nine years.
Page 146 - whispers through the trees": If crystal streams "with pleasing murmurs creep," The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with "sleep": Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Page 33 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.