The poetical works of Alexander Pope. Ed. by H.F. Cary, with a biogr. notice of the author1839 |
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... whole care and time of any particular person should be sacrificed to its entertainment . Therefore I cannot but believe that writers and readers are under equal obliga- tions for as much fame , or pleasure , as each af- fords the other ...
... whole care and time of any particular person should be sacrificed to its entertainment . Therefore I cannot but believe that writers and readers are under equal obliga- tions for as much fame , or pleasure , as each af- fords the other ...
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... whole poem , and vice versa a whole poem for the sake of some particular lines . I believe no one qualification is so likely to make a good writer , as the power of rejecting his own thoughts ; and it must be this ( if any thing ) that ...
... whole poem , and vice versa a whole poem for the sake of some particular lines . I believe no one qualification is so likely to make a good writer , as the power of rejecting his own thoughts ; and it must be this ( if any thing ) that ...
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... whole beauty from a natural ease of thought and smooth- ness of verse ; whereas that of most other kinds consists in the strength and fulness of both . In a letter of his to Mr. Walsh about this time , we find an enumeration of several ...
... whole beauty from a natural ease of thought and smooth- ness of verse ; whereas that of most other kinds consists in the strength and fulness of both . In a letter of his to Mr. Walsh about this time , we find an enumeration of several ...
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... WHOLE , nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves , and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose for that malignant dull delight , The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit . But in such lays as neither ebb nor flow , Correctly cold ...
... WHOLE , nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves , and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose for that malignant dull delight , The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit . But in such lays as neither ebb nor flow , Correctly cold ...
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... whole oceans roll ! Ah , come not , write not , think not once of me , Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee . Thy oaths I quit , thy memory resign ; Forget , renounce me , hate whate'er was mine . Fair eyes , and tempting looks ...
... whole oceans roll ! Ah , come not , write not , think not once of me , Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee . Thy oaths I quit , thy memory resign ; Forget , renounce me , hate whate'er was mine . Fair eyes , and tempting looks ...
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Page 75 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed today, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 77 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Page 75 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar ; Wait the great teacher Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never Is, but always To be blest: The soul, uneasy and confin'd from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 20 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow : Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er the unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus...
Page 18 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
Page 241 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies ; They fall successive, and successive rise : So generations in their course decay; So flourish these when those are pass'd away.
Page 102 - With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Page 75 - Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot; Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 25 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled and the white.
Page 77 - Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees : 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.