The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: In Four Volumes. Collated with the Best Editions:Printed at the Stanhope Press, by Charles Whittingham, ... for J. Sharpe; and sold by W. Suttaby, 1808 |
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... eye , He starts , he's gone ! and now I see him fly O'er hills and dales , and now I lose the course , Nor can the rapid sight pursue the flying horse . Oh , could thy Virgil from his orb look down , He'd view a courser that might match ...
... eye , He starts , he's gone ! and now I see him fly O'er hills and dales , and now I lose the course , Nor can the rapid sight pursue the flying horse . Oh , could thy Virgil from his orb look down , He'd view a courser that might match ...
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... tomb fresh flowers I strow'd , While with the ' inspiring Muse my bosom glow'd , Crown'd with eternal bays my ravish'd eyes Beheld the poet's awful form arise : - · ' Stranger , ' he said , whose pious ENCOMIUMS ON POPE . 11.
... tomb fresh flowers I strow'd , While with the ' inspiring Muse my bosom glow'd , Crown'd with eternal bays my ravish'd eyes Beheld the poet's awful form arise : - · ' Stranger , ' he said , whose pious ENCOMIUMS ON POPE . 11.
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... eye , Weak to support the blaze of majesty . But what are they that turn the sacred page ? Three lovely virgins , and of equal age ! Intent they read , and all enamour'd seem , As he that met his likeness in the stream : The Graces ...
... eye , Weak to support the blaze of majesty . But what are they that turn the sacred page ? Three lovely virgins , and of equal age ! Intent they read , and all enamour'd seem , As he that met his likeness in the stream : The Graces ...
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... eyes : No lambs or sheep for victims I'll impart , Thy victim , Love , shall be the shepherd's heart . Streph : Me gentle Delia beckons from the plain , Then , hid in shades , eludes her eager swain ; But feigns a laugh , to see me ...
... eyes : No lambs or sheep for victims I'll impart , Thy victim , Love , shall be the shepherd's heart . Streph : Me gentle Delia beckons from the plain , Then , hid in shades , eludes her eager swain ; But feigns a laugh , to see me ...
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... eyes ! - Streph . O'er golden sands let rich Pactolus flow , And trees weep amber on the banks of Po ; - Bless'd Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . Daph . Celestial Venus ...
... eyes ! - Streph . O'er golden sands let rich Pactolus flow , And trees weep amber on the banks of Po ; - Bless'd Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . Daph . Celestial Venus ...
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Adrastus ancient Argos arms Balaam bear beauty behold bless bless'd bliss blush breast breath bright charms courser crown'd Cynthus death dread Dryope e'er earth eclogue envy Eteocles eternal ev'n eyes fair fame fate fix'd flame flood flowers fools fury give glory glow gnome gods grace groves hair happy hate hear heart Heaven honour Jove kings knave learn'd live lord lov'd lyre maid mankind mind mourn Muse nature numbers nymph o'er once passion Phaon Philomela Phoebus plain pleas'd pleasure poets Polynices pow'r praise pray'r pride rage reason reign resound rise sacred Sappho self-love sense shade shine sighs silvan sing skies Smil soft soul spring streams swain sylphs taught tears Thalestris Thebes thee Theocritus thine things thou thought trees trembling Tydeus tyrant Umbriel Vertumnus Virg Virgil virgin virtue winds wise wretched youth
Pasajes populares
Página 71 - 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!
Página 36 - Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees : 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.
Página 13 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. 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...
Página 8 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Página 68 - Soft yielding minds to water glide away, And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea. The graver prude sinks downward to a gnome, In search of mischief still on earth to roam. The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, 65 And sport and flutter in the fields of air.
Página 30 - 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.
Página 75 - At every word a reputation dies. Snuff, or the fan, supply each pause of chat, With singing, laughing, ogling, and all that. Meanwhile, declining from the noon of day, The sun obliquely shoots his burning ray; The hungry judges soon the sentence sign, And wretches hang that jury-men may dine; The merchant from th' Exchange returns in peace, And the long labours of the toilet cease.
Página 70 - And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs — the speckled, and the white.
Página 111 - His gardens next your admiration call, On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Página 46 - And hell's grim tyrant feel the eternal wound. As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care,' Seeks freshest pasture and the purest air, Explores the lost, the wandering sheep directs, By day o'ersees them, and by night protects; The tender lambs he raises in his arms, Feeds from his hand, and in his bosom warms; Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage, The promised father of the future age.