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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... taste displayed by Dr. Warton on other occasions . If , instead of those examples , he had referred to their followers , Guidi , Filicaja , and the other eminent Italian poets at the close of the 17th and beginning of the 18th century ...
... taste displayed by Dr. Warton on other occasions . If , instead of those examples , he had referred to their followers , Guidi , Filicaja , and the other eminent Italian poets at the close of the 17th and beginning of the 18th century ...
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... taste of the age . His words are : T'envoye ores Boece de Consolation , que j'ai translaté en François , jaçoit que bien entendes le Latin . " 66 It is to be regretted that we have no exact picture of the person and beauty of Eloisa ...
... taste of the age . His words are : T'envoye ores Boece de Consolation , que j'ai translaté en François , jaçoit que bien entendes le Latin . " 66 It is to be regretted that we have no exact picture of the person and beauty of Eloisa ...
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... taste . Omitting those passages in the fourth dialogue , where he has intro- duced his fanciful and whimsical opinions about vision , an attentive reader will find that there is scarce a single argument that can be urged in defence of ...
... taste . Omitting those passages in the fourth dialogue , where he has intro- duced his fanciful and whimsical opinions about vision , an attentive reader will find that there is scarce a single argument that can be urged in defence of ...
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... taste and learning in Antiquaries ; whose ignorance of characters misleads them ( supported only by a name ) against reason and history . - Warburton . Ver . 19. Ambition sigh'd : ] Such short personifications have a great effect ...
... taste and learning in Antiquaries ; whose ignorance of characters misleads them ( supported only by a name ) against reason and history . - Warburton . Ver . 19. Ambition sigh'd : ] Such short personifications have a great effect ...
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... taste no pleasure since his shield was scour'd : And Curio , restless by the Fair one's side , Sighs for an Otho , and neglects his bride . Theirs is the Vanity , the Learning thine : Touch'd by thy hand , again Rome's glories shine ...
... taste no pleasure since his shield was scour'd : And Curio , restless by the Fair one's side , Sighs for an Otho , and neglects his bride . Theirs is the Vanity , the Learning thine : Touch'd by thy hand , again Rome's glories shine ...
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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
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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.