The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan and Company, limited, 1893 - 505 pages |
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... ev'ry bloomy spray , With joyous musick wake the dawning day ! Why sit we mute when early linnets sing , When warbling Philomel salutes the spring ? Why sit we sad when Phosphor shines so clear , And lavish nature paints the purple Year ...
... ev'ry bloomy spray , With joyous musick wake the dawning day ! Why sit we mute when early linnets sing , When warbling Philomel salutes the spring ? Why sit we sad when Phosphor shines so clear , And lavish nature paints the purple Year ...
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... ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties shall be crown'd , While op'ning ...
... ev'ry grace excel ; Blest Nymphs , whose Swains those graces sing so well ! Now rise , and haste to yonder woodbine bow'rs , A soft retreat from sudden vernal show'rs , The turf with rural dainties shall be crown'd , While op'ning ...
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... ev'ry wat'ry bow'r , And Jove consented in a silent show'r . Accept , O GARTH 3 , the Muse's early lays , That adds this wreath of Ivy to thy Bays ; Hear what from Love unpractis'd hearts endure , From Love , the sole disease thou canst ...
... ev'ry wat'ry bow'r , And Jove consented in a silent show'r . Accept , O GARTH 3 , the Muse's early lays , That adds this wreath of Ivy to thy Bays ; Hear what from Love unpractis'd hearts endure , From Love , the sole disease thou canst ...
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... ev'ry herb that grew , And ev'ry plant that drinks the morning dew ; Ah wretched shepherd , what avails thy art , To cure thy lambs , but not to heal thy heart ! Let other swains attend the rural care , Feed fairer flocks , or richer ...
... ev'ry herb that grew , And ev'ry plant that drinks the morning dew ; Ah wretched shepherd , what avails thy art , To cure thy lambs , but not to heal thy heart ! Let other swains attend the rural care , Feed fairer flocks , or richer ...
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... ev'ry blossom , wither ev'ry tree , Die ev'ry flow'r , and perish all , but she . What have I said ? where'er my Delia flies , Let spring attend , and sudden flow'rs arise ; Let op'ning roses knotted oaks adorn , And liquid amber drop from ...
... ev'ry blossom , wither ev'ry tree , Die ev'ry flow'r , and perish all , but she . What have I said ? where'er my Delia flies , Let spring attend , and sudden flow'rs arise ; Let op'ning roses knotted oaks adorn , And liquid amber drop from ...
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Page 200 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Page 45 - 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 201 - Know then thyself, presume not God to scan, The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God, or beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reas'ning but to err...
Page 277 - 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 46 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Page 58 - But most by numbers judge a poet's song; And smooth or rough, with them is right or wrong: In the bright Muse though thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire...
Page 200 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent Spreads undivided, operates unspent, Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart, As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 92 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage, Commanding tears to stream through every age; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept.
Page 215 - In faith and hope the world will disagree, But all mankind's concern is charity: All must be false that thwart this one great end ; And all of God, that bless mankind, or mend. 310 Man, like the gen'rous vine, supported lives; The strength he gains is from th
Page 227 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than Hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue.