The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: With Notes and Illustrations by Himself and Others. To which are Added, a New Life of the Author, an Estimate of His Poetical Character and Writings, and Occasional Remarks,, Band 4C. and J. Rivington; T. Cadell; Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green; J. Cuthell; J. Nunn; ... [and 25 others in London]; and Deighton and Sons, Cambridge; and A. Black, and J. Fairbairn, Edinburgh., 1824 |
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... thou- sand different forms , " to shew us which way blows the wind ; ” but at the command of the poet , they all retired to their proper sta- tions , and formed a constituent part of that mighty mass , which presents itself to our ...
... thou- sand different forms , " to shew us which way blows the wind ; ” but at the command of the poet , they all retired to their proper sta- tions , and formed a constituent part of that mighty mass , which presents itself to our ...
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... thou , gentle reader , rest too secure in thy contempt of these instruments . Re- member what the Dutch stories somewhere relate , that a great part of their provinces was once overflowed , by a small opening made in one of their dykes ...
... thou , gentle reader , rest too secure in thy contempt of these instruments . Re- member what the Dutch stories somewhere relate , that a great part of their provinces was once overflowed , by a small opening made in one of their dykes ...
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... thou mayest not only receive the delectation of variety , but also arrive at a more certain judgment , by a grave and circumspect comparison of the witnesses with each other , or of each with himself . Hence also thou wilt be en- abled ...
... thou mayest not only receive the delectation of variety , but also arrive at a more certain judgment , by a grave and circumspect comparison of the witnesses with each other , or of each with himself . Hence also thou wilt be en- abled ...
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... thou chuse , What laurel'd arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Tho ' each great ancient court thee to his shrine , Tho ' ev'ry laurel through the dome be thine , Go to the good and just , an awful train ! Thy soul's delight . " - Recorded in ...
... thou chuse , What laurel'd arch for thy triumphant Muse ? Tho ' each great ancient court thee to his shrine , Tho ' ev'ry laurel through the dome be thine , Go to the good and just , an awful train ! Thy soul's delight . " - Recorded in ...
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... , and to chuse whether thou wilt incline to the Testi- monies of Authors avowed , or of Authors conceal- ed ; of those who knew him , or of those who knew him not . P. MARTINUS SCRIBLERUS OF THE POEM . * THIS poem , OF AUTHORS . 63.
... , and to chuse whether thou wilt incline to the Testi- monies of Authors avowed , or of Authors conceal- ed ; of those who knew him , or of those who knew him not . P. MARTINUS SCRIBLERUS OF THE POEM . * THIS poem , OF AUTHORS . 63.
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Seite 337 - 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 334 - Argus' eyes by Hermes' wand opprest, Closed one by one to everlasting rest; Thus at her felt approach, and secret might, Art after art goes out, and all is night.
Seite 292 - The critic Eye, that microscope of Wit, Sees hairs and pores, examines bit by bit...
Seite 297 - 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 243 - I turn my ravish'd eyes, gay gilded scenes and shining prospects rise, poetic fields encompass me around, and still I seem to tread on classic ground; for here the Muse so oft her harp has strung, that not a mountain rears its head unsung, renown'd in verse each shady thicket grows, and every stream in heavenly numbers flows.
Seite 289 - Thy mighty scholiast, whose unwearied pains Made Horace dull, and humbled Milton's strains. Turn what they will to verse, their toil is vain, Critics like me shall make it prose again.
Seite 301 - To lands of singing, or of dancing slaves, Love-whispering woods, and lute-resounding waves. But chief her shrine where naked Venus keeps, And Cupids ride the lion of the deeps; Where, eased of fleets, the Adriatic main Wafts the smooth eunuch and enamour'd swain.
Seite 12 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ ; Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The generous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Seite 291 - While towering o'er your alphabet, like Saul, Stands our Digamma, and o'ertops them all. Tis true, on words is still our whole debate, Disputes of me or te, of aut or at, To sound or sink in cano, O or A, Or give up Cicero to C or K.
Seite 269 - When lo! a Harlot form soft sliding by, With mincing step, small voice, and languid eye: Foreign her air, her robe's discordant pride In patch-work flutt'ring, and her head aside: By singing Peers up-held on either hand, She tripp'd and laugh'd, too pretty much to stand: Cast on the prostrate Nine a scornful look, Then thus in quaint Recitative spoke. "O Cora! Cara! silence all that train: Joy to great Chaos! let Division reign...