The works of Alexander Pope, with notes and illustrations, by himself and others. To which are added, a new life of the author [&c.] by W. Roscoe, Band 31847 |
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... a master , conspire to corroborate the fact . It is not to be under- stood , that this piece was not afterwards reconsidered , retouched , and corrected . - Warton . TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS ' . I. 10 ODES .
... a master , conspire to corroborate the fact . It is not to be under- stood , that this piece was not afterwards reconsidered , retouched , and corrected . - Warton . TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS ' . I. 10 ODES .
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... piece ; and has by these means accomplished what is a great difficulty in writing tragedy , united poetry with propriety . In the Philoctetes the chorus takes a natural occasion , at verse 694 , to give a minute and moving picture of ...
... piece ; and has by these means accomplished what is a great difficulty in writing tragedy , united poetry with propriety . In the Philoctetes the chorus takes a natural occasion , at verse 694 , to give a minute and moving picture of ...
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... piece , yet are there internal arguments sufficient to confute it . The mistake seems to have flowed from his having given Eloisa the name of Rose , in one of the many sonnets he addressed to her . In this romance there are many severe ...
... piece , yet are there internal arguments sufficient to confute it . The mistake seems to have flowed from his having given Eloisa the name of Rose , in one of the many sonnets he addressed to her . In this romance there are many severe ...
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... piece is roll'd , And little Eagles wave their wings in gold . 30 The Medal , faithful to its charge of fame , Through climes and ages bears each form and name : In one short view subjected to our eye Gods , Emp'rors , Heroes , Sages ...
... piece is roll'd , And little Eagles wave their wings in gold . 30 The Medal , faithful to its charge of fame , Through climes and ages bears each form and name : In one short view subjected to our eye Gods , Emp'rors , Heroes , Sages ...
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... pieces of Antiquity in the world , TULLY'S WIDOW and CÆSAR'S CHAIR , that Chair in which he was assassinated in full ... piece of criticism and just taste ; which he finishes by mentioning a matchless absurdity , worthy of the country ...
... pieces of Antiquity in the world , TULLY'S WIDOW and CÆSAR'S CHAIR , that Chair in which he was assassinated in full ... piece of criticism and just taste ; which he finishes by mentioning a matchless absurdity , worthy of the country ...
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Abelard abuse Addison Æneid Alluding ancient appears Aristarchus Bavius beautiful blest called character Cibber Codrus Concanen Court critics Curl Dennis divine Dryden dull Dulness Dunce Dunciad edition Eloisa ELOISA TO ABELARD Epigram Epistle Epitaph Essay Essay on Criticism Ev'n ev'ry excellent eyes fate fool genius gentle Gildon Goddess grace hath head Heav'n Hero Homer honour Iliad IMITATIONS King Lady Laureate learned Leonard Welsted Letter LEWIS THEOBALD lines living Lord Lord Bolingbroke manner Matthew Concanen Mist's Journal moral Muse nature never NOTES numbers o'er occasion octavo Oldmixon Ovid passage person poem poet poet's poetical poetry Pope Pope's praise printed published reader REMARKS saith satire says Scriblerus Shakespear soul Swift taste thee thing thou thought thro Tibbald translation true truth verses Virg Virgil virtue Warburton Warton Welsted whole words writ writing written
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 59 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Seite 46 - Consider'd singly, or beheld too near, Which, but proportion'd to their light, or place, Due distance reconciles to form and grace. A prudent chief not always must display His pow'rs in equal ranks, and fair array, But with th' occasion and the place comply, Conceal his force, nay seem sometimes to fly.
Seite 347 - 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.
Seite 6 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Seite 317 - Show all his paces, not a step advance. With the same cement, ever sure to bind, We bring to one dead level every mind. Then take him to develop, if you can, And hew the block off, and get out the man. 270 But wherefore waste I words? I see advance Whore, pupil, and laced governor from France. Walker! our hat' nor more he deigned to say, But, stern as Ajax
Seite 97 - Statesman \ yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, ' In action faithful, and in honour clear ; 'Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, 'Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend ; 'Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Seite 268 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Seite 18 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies, Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Seite 6 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Seite 345 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.