The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeBlackwood, 1860 - 576 sider |
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Side x
... mind of Pope , in its severe logical form , dur- ing the writing of the Essay , it is impossible to say ; there can be no doubt , however , that the frequent interrup- tion of the mere lesson by scenic display sprung from a poetical ...
... mind of Pope , in its severe logical form , dur- ing the writing of the Essay , it is impossible to say ; there can be no doubt , however , that the frequent interrup- tion of the mere lesson by scenic display sprung from a poetical ...
Side xi
... mind of poor Mr Gay , with whom I passed once a great deal of pleasant time in it ; and another friend , who is near dead , and quite lost to us , Dr Swift . I really find no enjoyment in the place - the same sort of uneasiness as I ...
... mind of poor Mr Gay , with whom I passed once a great deal of pleasant time in it ; and another friend , who is near dead , and quite lost to us , Dr Swift . I really find no enjoyment in the place - the same sort of uneasiness as I ...
Side xii
... mind , was always saying something kindly either of his present or his absent friends , as if his humanity outlasted his understanding , Boling- broke replied , " It has so ! I never in my life knew a man that had so tender a heart for ...
... mind , was always saying something kindly either of his present or his absent friends , as if his humanity outlasted his understanding , Boling- broke replied , " It has so ! I never in my life knew a man that had so tender a heart for ...
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... mind ! Do lovers dream , or is my Delia kind ? She comes , my Delia comes ! Now cease my lay , And cease , ye gales , to bear my sighs away ! Next Egon sung , while Windsor groves admired ; Rehearse , ye Muses , what yourselves inspired ...
... mind ! Do lovers dream , or is my Delia kind ? She comes , my Delia comes ! Now cease my lay , And cease , ye gales , to bear my sighs away ! Next Egon sung , while Windsor groves admired ; Rehearse , ye Muses , what yourselves inspired ...
Side 22
... mind ! Do lovers dream , or is my Delia kind ? She comes , my Delia comes ! Now cease my lay , And cease , ye gales , to bear my sighs away ! Next Egon sung , while Windsor groves admired ; Rehearse , ye Muses , what yourselves inspired ...
... mind ! Do lovers dream , or is my Delia kind ? She comes , my Delia comes ! Now cease my lay , And cease , ye gales , to bear my sighs away ! Next Egon sung , while Windsor groves admired ; Rehearse , ye Muses , what yourselves inspired ...
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Adrastus Æneid ancient beauty behold blest breast breath bright charms court critics crown'd Cynthus divine Dryope Dulness Dunciad e'er eclogue Essay on Criticism eternal eyes fair fame fate fire flames flowers fools give glory gnome goddess gods grace groves hair happy hath head heart Heaven hero honour Iliad Jove kings knave learn'd learned LEONARD WELSTED live lord lyre mankind mind mourn muse nature ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once passion pastoral Phoebus plain pleased poem poet Pope praise pride proud queen rage rhymes Richard Blackmore rise sacred Sappho satire SEMICHORUS sense shade shine sighs silvan sing skies smiles soft soul swain sylphs taste tears Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thine things thou thought trembling truth Umbriel verse Virgil virgin virtue winds wings wretched write youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 90 - HAPPY the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter, fire.
Side 226 - 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, no brother near the throne...
Side 181 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way.
Side 432 - 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.
Side 146 - Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Side 54 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
Side 144 - Together let us beat this ample field, Try what the open, what the covert yield ! The latent tracts, the giddy heights, explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar ; Eye nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise: Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Side 152 - 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...
Side 57 - Hampton takes its name. Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom Of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home ; Here thou, great ANNA ! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take — and sometimes tea. Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th...
Side 146 - In pride, in reasoning pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes: Men would be angels, angels would be gods. Aspiring to be gods, if angels fell, Aspiring to be angels, men rebel ; And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th