The Age of PopeG. Bell, 1896 - 258 sider |
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Side 15
... born to soothe and entertain . Their prudence in a share of folly lies ; Why will they be so weak as to be wise ? ' and Chesterfield , writing to his son , treats women with similar contempt . . . . ' A man of sense , ' he says , ' only ...
... born to soothe and entertain . Their prudence in a share of folly lies ; Why will they be so weak as to be wise ? ' and Chesterfield , writing to his son , treats women with similar contempt . . . . ' A man of sense , ' he says , ' only ...
Side 27
... born in London on May 21st , 1688 . He was the only son of his father , a mer- Alexander Pope chant or tradesman , and a Roman Catholic ( 1688-1744 ) . at a time when the members of that church were proscribed by law . The boy was a ...
... born in London on May 21st , 1688 . He was the only son of his father , a mer- Alexander Pope chant or tradesman , and a Roman Catholic ( 1688-1744 ) . at a time when the members of that church were proscribed by law . The boy was a ...
Side 48
... born to be forgot . ' In 1725 Swift had written to Pope advising him not to immortalize the names of bad poets by putting them in his verse , and Pope replied to this advice by saying , ' I am much the happier for finding ( a better ...
... born to be forgot . ' In 1725 Swift had written to Pope advising him not to immortalize the names of bad poets by putting them in his verse , and Pope replied to this advice by saying , ' I am much the happier for finding ( a better ...
Side 72
... born at Barn- staple in 1685 , and left an orphan at the age of ten . He was educated at the free grammar school in the town , and was afterwards , to his discontent , apprenticed to a mercer in London . He escaped from this uncon ...
... born at Barn- staple in 1685 , and left an orphan at the age of ten . He was educated at the free grammar school in the town , and was afterwards , to his discontent , apprenticed to a mercer in London . He escaped from this uncon ...
Side 77
... born in 1684 at Upham , near Winchester , his father , who was afterwards Dean of Sarum , being at that time the rector of the village . Edward was placed upon the foundation at Winchester College , and remained there until he was ...
... born in 1684 at Upham , near Winchester , his father , who was afterwards Dean of Sarum , being at that time the rector of the village . Edward was placed upon the foundation at Winchester College , and remained there until he was ...
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Aaron Hill Addison admiration Ambrose Philips appeared Arbuthnot argument Atterbury beauty Beggar's Opera Berkeley Bishop blank verse Bolingbroke born called century character charm Cibber Colley Cibber couplet criticism death Defoe Defoe's Deist delight died dramatic Dunciad edition England English Epistle Essay eyes fame famous followed gained Gay's genius holy orders honour Horace Horace Walpole humour Iliad imagination John Johnson judgment King labour Lady language later letters literary literature lived London Lord merit mind moral nature never observes passion philosopher Pindaric play poem poet poet's poetical poetry political Pope Pope's praise Prior prose published Queen Anne reader regarded satire says Scriblerus Club sense song Spectator spirit Steele Stella style Swift Tatler things Thomson thought tion tragedy Twickenham virtue volume Walpole Warburton Whig William William Law women writes written wrote Young
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Side 110 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay ; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Side 89 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills ; And let me catch it, as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid, and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise ; whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall. Soft roll your incense, herbs, and fruits, and flowers, In mingled clouds to Him ; whose sun exalts,...
Side 45 - There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...
Side 82 - How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man ! How passing wonder He who made him such ! Who centered in our make such strange extremes.
Side 220 - Sir, he was a scoundrel, and a coward : a scoundrel for charging a blunderbuss against religion and morality ; a coward, because he had not resolution to fire it off himself, but left half a crown to a beggarly Scotchman to draw the trigger after his death...
Side 117 - Whoe'er has travelled life's dull round, Where'er his stages may have been, May sigh to think he still has found The warmest welcome — at an inn.
Side 148 - She was a very beautiful woman, of a noble spirit, and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport which, methought, struck me with an instinct of sorrow, that, before I was sensible of what it was to grieve, seized my very soul, and has made pity the weakness of my heart ever since.
Side 32 - 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. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride...
Side 82 - An heir of glory! a frail child of dust! Helpless immortal! insect infinite! A worm! — a god! — I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost!
Side 82 - A worm ! a god ! I tremble at myself, And in myself am lost. At home a stranger, Thought wanders up and down, surprised, aghast. And wondering at her own. How reason reels . O, what a miracle to man is man ! Triumphantly distressed!