THE POPE ANTHOLOGY. 1701-1744 A.D. ON A CERTAIN LADY AT COURT. [HENRIETTA HOWARD, COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK.] I KNOW the thing that 's most uncommon ! (ENVY, be silent; and attend!) I know a reasonable woman; Handsome and witty, yet a friend! Not warped by passion, awed by rumour; And sensible soft melancholy. 'Has she no faults then,' ENVY says, 'Sir?' When all the World conspires to praise her; ODE ON SOLITUDE. [This imitation of HORACE's Ode, Beatus integer, &c., was written in 1700, when young ALEXANDER POPE was not twelve years old. present is his revised text of 1736.] HAPPY the man! whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound; Content to breathe his native air In his own ground: The Whose herds, with milk; whose fields, with bread; Blest! who can unconcern'dly find Sound sleep by night; study and ease Thus, let me live, unseen! unknown! Steal from the world; and not a stone THESE, equal syllables alone require; Though oft, the ear the open vowels tire! With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, That, like a wounded snake, draws its slow length along. Where DENHAM's strength and WALLER's sweetness join! 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 th' unbending corn, and skims along the Main. POPE wrote but few short Poems that are suitable for this Series. In order, therefore, to do him justice, one of his longer pieces is here given; and The Rape of the Lock for preference, because, as regards its form, it is one of the masterpieces of English Mock Heroic Verse; while its subject matter gives us a charming picture of the Age of Queen ANNE. This Poem is in English, what BOILEAU's Lutrin is in French. It is based upon an incident in real life; and the characters in it are BELINDA, Mrs. ARABELLA FERMOR. The Baron, Lord PETRE. THALESTRIS, Mrs. MORLEY. CLARISSA. While there is much fun and burlesque pomposity in the Poem, it contains not a few exquisitely musical lines; and, in other respects, carries out the principles of writing verse that POPE has laid down on the preceding page. It is also a sufficiently acid banter of the Fair Sex; so that Lady WINCHILSEA, at page III, advises POPE to 'soothe the Ladies!' THE RAPE OF THE LOCK. AN HEROI-COMICAL POEM IN FIVE CAntos. A tonso est hoc nomen adepta capillo.—OVID. CANTO I. WHAT dire offence, from am'rous causes springs, What mighty quarrels rise from trivial things; I sing! This Verse to CARYL, Muse! is due! This, ev'n BELINDA may vouchsafe to view! Slight is the subject; but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve, my Lays! Say, what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred Lord t' assault a gentle Belle? O, say, what stranger cause, yet unexplored, Could make a gentle Belle reject a Lord? And dwells such rage in softest bosoms then? And lodge such daring souls in little men? Sol, through white curtains, did his beams display; And oped those eyes, which brighter shine than they. Now Shock had given himself the rousing shake; And Nymphs prepared their chocolate to take. Thrice the wrought slipper knocked against the ground; And striking watches the tenth hour resound. BELINDA still her downy pillow prest: Her guardian Sylph prolonged the balmy rest. If e'er one vision touched thy infant thought Or Virgins visited by Angel Powers, With golden crowns and wreaths of heavenly flowers; |