The Rape of the Lock: And Other PoemsGinn, 1906 - 157 sider |
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... passion , to use his own phrase , was a devotion to letters , and he determined as early and worked as diligently to make himself a poet as ever Milton did . His wretched body was dominated by a high and eager mind , and he combined in ...
... passion , to use his own phrase , was a devotion to letters , and he determined as early and worked as diligently to make himself a poet as ever Milton did . His wretched body was dominated by a high and eager mind , and he combined in ...
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... passion , wide human sympathy . But within the narrow field which he marked out for his own he approaches perfection as nearly as any English poet , and Pope's merit consists not merely in the smoothness of his verse or the polish of ...
... passion , wide human sympathy . But within the narrow field which he marked out for his own he approaches perfection as nearly as any English poet , and Pope's merit consists not merely in the smoothness of his verse or the polish of ...
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... passions labour'd in her breast . Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd alive , Not scornful virgins who their charms survive , Not ardent lovers robb'd of all their bliss , Not ancient ladies when refus'd a kiss , Not tyrants fierce that ...
... passions labour'd in her breast . Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd alive , Not scornful virgins who their charms survive , Not ardent lovers robb'd of all their bliss , Not ancient ladies when refus'd a kiss , Not tyrants fierce that ...
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... passions , and the war of tongues . A Vial next she fills with fainting fears , 85 Spreads his black wings , and slowly mounts to day . Sunk in Thalestris ' arms the nymph he found , Her eyes dejected and her hair unbound . Full o'er ...
... passions , and the war of tongues . A Vial next she fills with fainting fears , 85 Spreads his black wings , and slowly mounts to day . Sunk in Thalestris ' arms the nymph he found , Her eyes dejected and her hair unbound . Full o'er ...
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... passion , and the vain man's toast ? Why deck'd with all that land and sea afford , IO Why Angels call'd , and Angel - like ador'd ? Why round our coaches crowd the white - glov'd Beaux , Why bows the side - box from its inmost rows ...
... passion , and the vain man's toast ? Why deck'd with all that land and sea afford , IO Why Angels call'd , and Angel - like ador'd ? Why round our coaches crowd the white - glov'd Beaux , Why bows the side - box from its inmost rows ...
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abuse Addison Æneid Alexander Pope ancient appeared Arbuthnot Atalantis Bavius Beau beauty Belinda blest Bolingbroke CANTO Dæmons Dryden dull Dunciad e'er enemies Epistle Essay on Criticism ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate faults fierce flow'rs fools genius Gnome grace hack writers hair hand head heart Heav'n Hervey Homer honour Horace Iliad judge judgment Kings Lady learn'd learning letters living Lock Lord Lord Hervey maid man's merit mind moral Muse Nature ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once open vowels Paradise Lost passage passions pleas'd poem poet poet's poetry Pope Pope's day pow'rs praise pray'rs pride Queen rage Rape rhymes rise Rosicrucian rules satire sense shining soul spirit Swift Sylphs taste Thalestris thee things thou thought thro translation tremble true Twickenham Umbriel verse Warburton whole write
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Side 38 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — The style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Side 57 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Side 146 - 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, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Side 17 - Lurk'd in her hand, and mourn'd his captive queen : He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky ; The walls, the woods, and long canals reply.
Side 57 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutored 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 70 - 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 71 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Side 35 - Of all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is Pride, the never-failing vice of. fools.
Side 29 - Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill Appear in writing or in judging ill; But, of the two, less dang'rous is th' offence To tire our patience, than mislead our sense. Some few in that, but numbers err in this, Ten censure wrong, for one who writes amiss; A fool might once himself alone expose, Now one in verse makes many more in prose.
Side 25 - Who would not scorn what Housewife's Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...