The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq., to which is Prefixed the Life of the Author, Band 2J. Gladding, 1836 |
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... and poor , as little seem'd to heed The life to come in every poet's creed . Who now reads Cowley ? if he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay Pindaric art , But still 40 POPE'S POETICAL WORKS .
... and poor , as little seem'd to heed The life to come in every poet's creed . Who now reads Cowley ? if he pleases yet , His moral pleases , not his pointed wit ; Forgot his epic , nay Pindaric art , But still 40 POPE'S POETICAL WORKS .
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... moral for a wit . Decay of parts , alas ! we all must feel- Why now , this moment , don't I see you steal ? " Tis all from Horace : Horace long before ye Said , ' Tories call'd him Whig , and Whigs a Tory ; ' And taught his Romans in ...
... moral for a wit . Decay of parts , alas ! we all must feel- Why now , this moment , don't I see you steal ? " Tis all from Horace : Horace long before ye Said , ' Tories call'd him Whig , and Whigs a Tory ; ' And taught his Romans in ...
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... moral lay- Sages and chiefs , long since had birth Ere Cæsar was , or Newton named ; These raised new empires o'er the earth , And those new heavens and systems framed . Vain was the chief's , the sage's pride ! They had no poet , and ...
... moral lay- Sages and chiefs , long since had birth Ere Cæsar was , or Newton named ; These raised new empires o'er the earth , And those new heavens and systems framed . Vain was the chief's , the sage's pride ! They had no poet , and ...
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... moral let it teach , And , if it can , at once both please and preach . ' Let mine , an innocent gay farce appear , And more diverting still than regular , Have humour , wit , a native ease and grace , Though not too strictly bound to ...
... moral let it teach , And , if it can , at once both please and preach . ' Let mine , an innocent gay farce appear , And more diverting still than regular , Have humour , wit , a native ease and grace , Though not too strictly bound to ...
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... moral , and his wisdom gay . Bless'd satirist ! who touch'd the mean so true , As show'd vice had his hate and pity too . Bless'd courtier ! who could king and country please , Yet sacred keep his friendships , and his ease . Bless'd ...
... moral , and his wisdom gay . Bless'd satirist ! who touch'd the mean so true , As show'd vice had his hate and pity too . Bless'd courtier ! who could king and country please , Yet sacred keep his friendships , and his ease . Bless'd ...
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Seite 6 - And curses 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? Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love? A dire dilemma! either way I'm sped. If foes, they write, if friends, they read me dead.
Seite 11 - 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...
Seite 10 - Soft were my numbers ; who could take offence While pure description held the place of sense ? Like gentle Fanny's was my flowery theme, A painted mistress, or a purling stream.
Seite 131 - A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
Seite 7 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage !' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Seite 306 - In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. 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 - 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.
Seite 11 - Peace to all such ! but were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please, 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 305 - Before her Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Seite 14 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.