The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With a Life, Volume 1Little, Brown, 1854 - 363 pages |
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... plains : Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy banks Sicilian Muses sing ; Let vernal airs through trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You , that too wise for pride , too good ...
... plains : Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy banks Sicilian Muses sing ; Let vernal airs through trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You , that too wise for pride , too good ...
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... plain . Here the bright crocus and blue violet glow ; Here western winds on breathing roses blow . I'll stake yon lamb , that near the fountain plays , And from the brink his dancing shade surveys . DAPHNIS . And I this bowl , where ...
... plain . Here the bright crocus and blue violet glow ; Here western winds on breathing roses blow . I'll stake yon lamb , that near the fountain plays , And from the brink his dancing shade surveys . DAPHNIS . And I this bowl , where ...
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... plain , Then , hid in shades , eludes her eager swain ; But feigns a laugh to see me search around , And by that laugh the willing fair is found . DAPHNIS . The sprightly Sylvia trips along the green , She runs , but hopes she does not ...
... plain , Then , hid in shades , eludes her eager swain ; But feigns a laugh to see me search around , And by that laugh the willing fair is found . DAPHNIS . The sprightly Sylvia trips along the green , She runs , but hopes she does not ...
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... plains , at noon the shady grove , But Delia always ; absent from her sight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as 24 THE POEMS.
... plains , at noon the shady grove , But Delia always ; absent from her sight , Nor plains at morn , nor groves at noon delight . DAPHNIS . Sylvia's like autumn ripe , yet mild as 24 THE POEMS.
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... plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses ! in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales divides ...
... plains , While in thy heart eternal winter reigns . Where stray ye , Muses ! in what lawn or grove , While your Alexis pines in hopeless love ? In those fair fields where sacred Isis glides , Or else where Cam his winding vales divides ...
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Page lvii - 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; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 44 - And hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound. As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care, Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air ; Explores the lost, the wandering sheep directs, By day o'ersees them, and by night protects ; The tender lambs he raises in his arms, Feeds from his hand and in his bosom warms ; Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage, The promised father of the future age.
Page lvii - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying all abroad?
Page 80 - Or brew fierce tempests on the wintry main, Or o'er the glebe distil the kindly rain. Others on earth o'er human race preside, Watch all their ways, and all their actions guide: Of these the chief the care of nations own, And guard with arms divine the British throne.
Page 78 - 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 105 - Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid: They live, they speak, they breathe what love inspires, Warm from the soul, and faithful to its fires; The virgin's wish without her fears impart, Excuse the blush, and pour out all the heart; Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, And waft a sigh from Indus to the pole.
Page 76 - Goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
Page 79 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire.
Page 43 - Lord's hand double for all her sins.' Isaiah proceeds, ' The voice of him that crieth in the wilderness. Prepare ye the way of the Lord, make straight in the desert a high way for our God.
Page 43 - Oh, spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance, See nodding forests on the mountains dance, See spicy clouds from lowly Saron rise, And Carmel's flowery top perfumes the skies ! Hark ! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers ; Prepare the way ! a God, a God appears ! A God, a God ! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim the approaching Deity.