The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 3G. Bell, 1891 |
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... do as others do . But there's no meaning to be seen . Why , that's the very thing I mean . Dennis . 2 James Moore - Smythe . IV . EPIGRAM ON MR . M -RE'S GOING TO. 4 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Mr J M S-e catechised on his Epistle to Mr Pope.
... do as others do . But there's no meaning to be seen . Why , that's the very thing I mean . Dennis . 2 James Moore - Smythe . IV . EPIGRAM ON MR . M -RE'S GOING TO. 4 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS . Mr J M S-e catechised on his Epistle to Mr Pope.
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... mean , They say on Pope would fall , Would his best patron let his pen Discharge his inward gall . What patron this , a doubt must be , Which none but you can clear , Or father Francis ' cross the sea , Or else Earl Edward here . That ...
... mean , They say on Pope would fall , Would his best patron let his pen Discharge his inward gall . What patron this , a doubt must be , Which none but you can clear , Or father Francis ' cross the sea , Or else Earl Edward here . That ...
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... mean of Peers ) , Red , blue , and green , nay white and black , L. and all about your ears.2 sary to premise that the poet was threatened with a prosecution in the House of Lords for the two poems entitled the Epilogue to the Satires ...
... mean of Peers ) , Red , blue , and green , nay white and black , L. and all about your ears.2 sary to premise that the poet was threatened with a prosecution in the House of Lords for the two poems entitled the Epilogue to the Satires ...
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... mean degree , And strangely liked for her simplicity : In a translated suit , then tries the town , With borrowed pins , and patches not her own : But just endured the winter she began , And in four months a battered harridan . Now ...
... mean degree , And strangely liked for her simplicity : In a translated suit , then tries the town , With borrowed pins , and patches not her own : But just endured the winter she began , And in four months a battered harridan . Now ...
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... mean ; ) There may you meet us three to three , For Gay can well make two of me.2 With a fa , la , la . VII . But should you catch the prudish itch , And each become a coward , Bring sometimes with you Lady Rich , 3 And sometimes ...
... mean ; ) There may you meet us three to three , For Gay can well make two of me.2 With a fa , la , la . VII . But should you catch the prudish itch , And each become a coward , Bring sometimes with you Lady Rich , 3 And sometimes ...
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Page 280 - Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine Lo, thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word : Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Page 248 - To ask, to guess, to know, as they commence,' As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain, Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death...
Page 243 - Hibernian shore. 70 And now had Fame's posterior trumpet blown, And all the nations summon'd to the throne : The young, the old, who feel her inward sway, One instinct seizes, and transports away. None need a guide, by sure attraction led, And strong impulsive gravity of head : None want a place, for all their centre found, Hung to the goddess, and cohered around.
Page 242 - But soon, ah soon, rebellion will commence, If music meanly borrows aid from sense : Strong in new arms, lo ! giant Handel stands, Like bold Briareus, with a hundred hands ; To stir, to rouse, to shake the soul he comes, And Jove's own thunders follow Mars's drums, Arrest him, empress ; or you sleep no more...
Page 16 - And sensible soft melancholy. "Has she no faults then, (Envy says) Sir?" Yes, she has one, I must aver; When all the world conspires to praise her, The woman's deaf, and does not hear.
Page 227 - Immortal Rich! how calm he sits at ease 'Mid snows of paper, and fierce hail of pease; And proud his Mistress' orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Page 190 - To where Fleet-ditch with disemboguing streams Rolls the large tribute of dead dogs to Thames, The King of dykes ! than whom no sluice of mud With deeper sable blots the silver flood.
Page 255 - We only furnish what he cannot use, Or wed to what he must divorce, a muse: Full in the midst of Euclid dip at once, And petrify a genius to a dunce: Or set on metaphysic ground to prance, Show all his paces, not a step advance.
Page 172 - O'er bog or steep, through strait, rough, dense, or rare, With head, hands, wings, or feet, pursues his way, And swims, or sinks, or wades, or creeps, or flies.
Page 48 - tis true — this truth you lovers know — In vain my structures rise, my gardens grow, In vain fair Thames reflects the double scenes Of hanging mountains, and of sloping greens: Joy lives not here; to happier seats it flies, And only dwells where Wortley casts her eyes.