The Works of Alexander Pope: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1751 |
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... was only through an honest warmth of temper , that allowed too little to an excellent understand- ing . The other two , with very bad heads , had hearts ftill worse . Soft were my numbers ; who could take offence While to the SATIRES . 13.
... was only through an honest warmth of temper , that allowed too little to an excellent understand- ing . The other two , with very bad heads , had hearts ftill worse . Soft were my numbers ; who could take offence While to the SATIRES . 13.
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... heart or understanding . VER . 294. And how the fense of it without the love ; ] i . e . will never fuffer the admiration of an excellence to produce any efteem for him , to whom it belongs . VER . 295. Who has the vanity to call you ...
... heart or understanding . VER . 294. And how the fense of it without the love ; ] i . e . will never fuffer the admiration of an excellence to produce any efteem for him , to whom it belongs . VER . 295. Who has the vanity to call you ...
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... heart , Fop at the toilet , flatt'rer at the board , Now trips a Lady , and now struts a Lord . Eve's tempter thus the Rabbins have exprest , A Cherub's face , a reptile all the reft , Beauty that shocks you , parts that none will truft ...
... heart , Fop at the toilet , flatt'rer at the board , Now trips a Lady , and now struts a Lord . Eve's tempter thus the Rabbins have exprest , A Cherub's face , a reptile all the reft , Beauty that shocks you , parts that none will truft ...
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... Heart , and as thy Birth obscure , had fallen from a like Courtly pen , in certain Verfes to the Imitation of Horace . Mr. Pope's Father was of a Gen- tleman's Family in Oxfordshire , the head of which was the Earl of Downe , whofe fole ...
... Heart , and as thy Birth obscure , had fallen from a like Courtly pen , in certain Verfes to the Imitation of Horace . Mr. Pope's Father was of a Gen- tleman's Family in Oxfordshire , the head of which was the Earl of Downe , whofe fole ...
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... heart . By Nature honest , by Experience wife , Healthy by temp'rance , and by exercise ; His life , tho ' long , to fickness past unknown , His death was inftant , and without a groan . 400 O grant me , thus to live , and thus to die ...
... heart . By Nature honest , by Experience wife , Healthy by temp'rance , and by exercise ; His life , tho ' long , to fickness past unknown , His death was inftant , and without a groan . 400 O grant me , thus to live , and thus to die ...
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Seite 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Seite 17 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Seite 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Seite 243 - Before her dance; behind her crawl the Old! See thronging Millions to the Pagod run, And offer Country, Parent, Wife, or Son! Hear her black Trumpet thro' the Land proclaim, That "Not to be corrupted is the Shame.
Seite 19 - d by ev'ry quill ; Fed with soft dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song.
Seite 234 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Seite 6 - They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Seite 30 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Seite 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Seite 157 - Besides, a fate attends on all I write, That when I aim at praise they say I bite. A vile encomium doubly ridicules : There's nothing blackens like the ink of fools. If true, a woful likeness ; and, if lies, ' Praise undeserv'd is scandal in disguise.