The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1879 - 505 sider |
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Side viii
... poor G- , & c . ) 466 Epitaph ( Here Francis C - lies , & c . ) . The Balance of Europe • 466 III . To Mr. Lemuel Gulliver from the Houyhnhnms II . The Lamentation of Glumdalclitch for the Loss of Grildrig 466 Prologue to the ' Three ...
... poor G- , & c . ) 466 Epitaph ( Here Francis C - lies , & c . ) . The Balance of Europe • 466 III . To Mr. Lemuel Gulliver from the Houyhnhnms II . The Lamentation of Glumdalclitch for the Loss of Grildrig 466 Prologue to the ' Three ...
Side xvi
... Pope's mother was ' a poor feebleminded thing , unworthy anyone's care or esteem . Hayward , Autobiography and Remains of Mrs Piozzi , II . 154 . brought up as Protestants and some Catholics ; but it xvi INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR .
... Pope's mother was ' a poor feebleminded thing , unworthy anyone's care or esteem . Hayward , Autobiography and Remains of Mrs Piozzi , II . 154 . brought up as Protestants and some Catholics ; but it xvi INTRODUCTORY MEMOIR .
Side 2
... poor man is all the while trembling with the fear of being ridiculous . If he is made to hope he may please the world , he falls under very unlucky circumstances : for , from the moment he prints , he must expect to hear no more truth ...
... poor man is all the while trembling with the fear of being ridiculous . If he is made to hope he may please the world , he falls under very unlucky circumstances : for , from the moment he prints , he must expect to hear no more truth ...
Side 32
... Poor and Church his iron rod , And serv'd alike his Vassals and his God . Whom ev'n the Saxon spar'd and bloody Dane , The wanton victims of his sport remain . But see , the man who spacious regions gave A waste for beasts , himself ...
... Poor and Church his iron rod , And serv'd alike his Vassals and his God . Whom ev'n the Saxon spar'd and bloody Dane , The wanton victims of his sport remain . But see , the man who spacious regions gave A waste for beasts , himself ...
Side 85
... poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what ev'n thy rapine spares : These in two sable ringlets taught to break , Once gave new beauties to the snowy neck ; The sister - lock now sits uncouth , alone , And in its ...
... poor remnants of these slighted hairs ! My hands shall rend what ev'n thy rapine spares : These in two sable ringlets taught to break , Once gave new beauties to the snowy neck ; The sister - lock now sits uncouth , alone , And in its ...
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Side 56 - In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend ; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due. As men of breeding, sometimes men of wit, T...
Side 200 - 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.
Side 201 - The proper study of mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer...
Side 56 - In wit, as Nature, what affects our hearts Is not th' exactness of peculiar parts; 'Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all. Thus when we view some well-proportion'd dome, (The world's just wonder, and ev'n thine, O Rome!) No single parts unequally surprise, All comes united to th' admiring eyes; No monstrous height, or breadth or length appear; The whole at once is bold and regular.
Side 55 - While from the bounded level of our mind Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind : But more...
Side 193 - 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.
Side 258 - To build, to plant, whatever you intend, To rear the column, or the arch to bend, To swell the terrace, or to sink the grot; In all, let Nature never be forgot.
Side 57 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Side 221 - I'll tell you, friend! a wise man and a fool. You'll find, if once the monarch acts the monk, Or, cobbler-like, the parson will be drunk, Worth makes the man, and want of it, the fellow; The rest is all but leather or prunella.
Side 206 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.