The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With memoir, critical diss., and explanatory notes. The text ed. by C.C. Clarke1872 |
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... heroes and the nymphs resort , To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th ' instructive hours they pass'd , Who gave the ball , or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British Queen , And one describes a ...
... heroes and the nymphs resort , To taste awhile the pleasures of a court ; In various talk th ' instructive hours they pass'd , Who gave the ball , or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British Queen , And one describes a ...
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... Heroes ' and heroines ' shouts confusedly rise , And bass and treble voices strike the skies . No common weapons in their hands are found ; Like gods they fight , nor dread a mortal wound . So when bold Homer makes the gods engage , And ...
... Heroes ' and heroines ' shouts confusedly rise , And bass and treble voices strike the skies . No common weapons in their hands are found ; Like gods they fight , nor dread a mortal wound . So when bold Homer makes the gods engage , And ...
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... hero slain , But , at her smile , the beau revived again . Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air , Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up , the ...
... hero slain , But , at her smile , the beau revived again . Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air , Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up , the ...
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... heroes ' wits are kept in pond'rous vases , And beaux ' in snuff - boxes and tweezer - cases . There broken vows , and death - bed alms are found , And lovers ' hearts with ends of ribbon bound , The courtier's promises , and sick man's ...
... heroes ' wits are kept in pond'rous vases , And beaux ' in snuff - boxes and tweezer - cases . There broken vows , and death - bed alms are found , And lovers ' hearts with ends of ribbon bound , The courtier's promises , and sick man's ...
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... heroes Windsor bore , What kings first breathed upon her winding shore , Or raise old warriors , whose adored remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains ! 290 300 ' Noble Surrey : ' Henry Howard , Earl of Surrey , one of the ...
... heroes Windsor bore , What kings first breathed upon her winding shore , Or raise old warriors , whose adored remains In weeping vaults her hallow'd earth contains ! 290 300 ' Noble Surrey : ' Henry Howard , Earl of Surrey , one of the ...
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Seite 176 - All Nature is but art, unknown to thee All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, Whatever is, is right.
Seite 207 - God loves from whole to parts: but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Seite 103 - 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 170 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher, Death; and God adore. What future bliss, He gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never is, but always to be blest. The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Seite 170 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Seite 176 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent ; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect in a hair as heart ; As full, as perfect in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns. To Him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, He bounds, connects and equals all.
Seite 33 - OF all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Seite 106 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast: There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground now sacred by thy relics made.
Seite 38 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense ; Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows : But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, 370 The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Seite 166 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T