 | Henry Fielding - Literary Criticism - 1985 - 220 pages
...more general debate in Augustan literature; as Pope put it at the end of one of his bitterest poems: Stranger to Civil and Religious Rage, The good man walk'd innoxious thro' his Age . . . Unlearn'd, he knew no Schoolman's subtle Art, No Language, but the Language of the Heart. (Epistle... | |
 | John Dixon Hunt - Arquitectura del paisaje - 1992 - 414 pages
...personal resonance. He was in his own way imitating his father of whose rural retirement he had written: Stranger to Civil and Religious Rage. The good Man walk'd innoxious thro' his Age. No courts he saw, no Suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an Oath, nor hazarded a Lye: Un-learn'd, he knew... | |
 | Helen Deutsch - Biography & Autobiography - 1996 - 300 pages
...of "Welcome for thee, fair Virtue!" (358). Rather, Arbuthnot ends with a portrait of Pope's father: Stranger to Civil and Religious Rage, The good Man walk'd innoxious thro' his Age. No Courts he saw, no Suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an Oath, nor hazarded a Lye: Un-learn'd, he knew... | |
 | Robert A. Erickson - Literary Collections - 1997 - 304 pages
...Liisa, Martin, Stephen, and Annaliisa L Born to no Pride, inheriting no Strife, Nor marrying Discord in a Noble Wife, Stranger to Civil and Religious Rage, The good Man walk'd innoxious thro' his Age. No Courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an Oath, nor hazarded a Lye: Un-learn'd, he knew... | |
 | Alexander Pope - English poetry - 1998 - 260 pages
...aged 75; she in 1733, aged 93, a very few weeks after this poem was finished. Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walked innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dared an oath, nor... | |
 | Joseph Warton - 2004 - 440 pages
...pray their own, And better got than Beftia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no ftrife, Nor marrying difcord in a noble wife ; Stranger to...rage, The good man walk'd innoxious thro' his age. No courts he favv, no fuits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lye. Unlearn'd, he knew... | |
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