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Demand our song ; a sacred fury fires My ravish ' d breast , and all the Muse
inspires . O Goddess ! say , shall I deduce my rhymes 5 From the dire nation in its
early times , Europa ' s rape , Agenor ' s stern decree , And Cadmus searching ...
Demand our song ; a sacred fury fires My ravish ' d breast , and all the Muse
inspires . O Goddess ! say , shall I deduce my rhymes 5 From the dire nation in its
early times , Europa ' s rape , Agenor ' s stern decree , And Cadmus searching ...
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1 , who so oft renounce the Muses , lic , 175 Nor - - self e ' er tells more fibs than 1
. When sick of Muse , our follies we deplore , And promise our best friends to
rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit , . And call for pen and ink ,
to ...
1 , who so oft renounce the Muses , lic , 175 Nor - - self e ' er tells more fibs than 1
. When sick of Muse , our follies we deplore , And promise our best friends to
rhyme no more ; We wake next morning in a raging fit , . And call for pen and ink ,
to ...
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To all but heav ' n - directed hands deny ' d , The Muse may give thee , but the
gods must guide : Rev ' rent I touch thee ! but with honest zeal , 220 To rouse the
watchman of the public weal , To Virtue ' s work provoke the tardy hall , And goad
...
To all but heav ' n - directed hands deny ' d , The Muse may give thee , but the
gods must guide : Rev ' rent I touch thee ! but with honest zeal , 220 To rouse the
watchman of the public weal , To Virtue ' s work provoke the tardy hall , And goad
...
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We shall , therefore , set our good brother and the world also right in this
particular , by assuring them that , in the Greater Epic , the prime intention of the
Muse is to exalt heroic virtue , in order to propagate the love of it among the
children of ...
We shall , therefore , set our good brother and the world also right in this
particular , by assuring them that , in the Greater Epic , the prime intention of the
Muse is to exalt heroic virtue , in order to propagate the love of it among the
children of ...
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O Muse ! relate , ( for you can tell alone , Nits have short memories , and dunces
none , ) 620 Lelate who first , who last , resign ' d to rest ; Whose heads she partly
, whose completely blest ; What charms could faction , what ambition lull , The ...
O Muse ! relate , ( for you can tell alone , Nits have short memories , and dunces
none , ) 620 Lelate who first , who last , resign ' d to rest ; Whose heads she partly
, whose completely blest ; What charms could faction , what ambition lull , The ...
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appear arms Author bear beauty better cause character charms court critics dear death divine dull Dunciad edition EPIGRAM EPISTLE Essay ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fall fame fate father fear follow fool gave give grace hand hath head hear heart Heav'n hero Homer honor IMITATIONS keep kind kings land laws learned leave less light live Lord lost manner mean mind Muse Nature never night o'er once person play Poem poet poor Pope praise pride printed proud rage REMARKS rest rise round satire sense shade shine soft soul strong sure tell thee things thou thought Town Translation true truth turns verse virtue whole wife write youth
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Página 134 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Página 127 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Página 134 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — 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 load, On wings of winds came flying...
Página 133 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Página 138 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Página 128 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Página 38 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Página 127 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Página 131 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Página 172 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.