The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: In Four Volumes. Collated with the Best Editions:Printed at the Stanhope Press, by Charles Whittingham, ... for J. Sharpe; and sold by W. Suttaby, 1808 |
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Pagina 18
... never tried , And find divulg'd the secrets they would hide . The married man may bear his yoke with ease , Secure at once himself and Heav'n to please ; And pass his inoffensive hours away , In bliss all night , and innocence all day ...
... never tried , And find divulg'd the secrets they would hide . The married man may bear his yoke with ease , Secure at once himself and Heav'n to please ; And pass his inoffensive hours away , In bliss all night , and innocence all day ...
Pagina 22
... never in a fault . This , sir , affects not you , whose every word Is weigh'd with judgment , and befits a lord : Your will is mine ; and is ( I will maintain ) Pleasing to God , and should be so to man ; At least , your courage all the ...
... never in a fault . This , sir , affects not you , whose every word Is weigh'd with judgment , and befits a lord : Your will is mine ; and is ( I will maintain ) Pleasing to God , and should be so to man ; At least , your courage all the ...
Pagina 32
... never thinks the case his own . The dame at last , by diligence and care , Procur'd the key her knight was wont to bear ; She took the wards in wax before the fire , And gave the ' impression to the trusty ' squire . By means of this ...
... never thinks the case his own . The dame at last , by diligence and care , Procur'd the key her knight was wont to bear ; She took the wards in wax before the fire , And gave the ' impression to the trusty ' squire . By means of this ...
Pagina 35
... never saw the sun ; All wealth , all honours , the supreme degree Of earthly bliss , was well bestow'd on thee ! For sagely hast thou said , of all mankind , One only just and righteous hope to find : But shouldst thou search the ...
... never saw the sun ; All wealth , all honours , the supreme degree Of earthly bliss , was well bestow'd on thee ! For sagely hast thou said , of all mankind , One only just and righteous hope to find : But shouldst thou search the ...
Pagina 39
... never known to you ; But sure it was a merrier fit , she swore , Than in her life she ever felt before . १ In that nice moment , lo ! the wondering knight Look'd out , and stood restor'd to sudden sight . Straight on the tree his eager ...
... never known to you ; But sure it was a merrier fit , she swore , Than in her life she ever felt before . १ In that nice moment , lo ! the wondering knight Look'd out , and stood restor'd to sudden sight . Straight on the tree his eager ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: In Four Volumes, Volumul 3 Alexander Pope Vizualizare completă - 1808 |
The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope (Vol. 1&2): Complete Edition Alexander Pope Previzualizare limitată - 2023 |
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Pagina 78 - 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 a while one parent from the sky...
Pagina 76 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Pagina 178 - See Mystery to Mathematics fly : In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. 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.
Pagina 67 - TWIT'NAM, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain. Arthur, whose giddy son neglects the Laws, Imputes to me and my damn'd works the cause : Poor Cornus sees his frantic wife elope, And curses Wit, and Poetry, and Pope.
Pagina 129 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Pagina 76 - A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and pride that licks the dust.
Pagina 70 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
Pagina 68 - I'm all submission ; what you'd have it, make it." Three things another's modest wishes bound, My friendship, and a prologue, and ten pound. Pitholeon sends to me : " You know his grace : I want a patron ; ask him for a place.
Pagina 72 - 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...
Pagina 126 - He stuck to poverty with peace of mind ; And me, the Muses help'd to undergo it ; Convict a papist he, and I a poet. But (thanks to Homer) since I live and thrive, Indebted to no prince or peer alive ; Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes,3 If I would scribble rather than repose.