The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With memoir, critical diss., and explanatory notes. The text ed. by C.C. Clarke1872 |
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... sense and vivid sarcasm . In the Forest , he became acquainted with Sir William Trumbull , the retired secretary of state , a man of general accomplishments , who read , rode , conversed with the youthful poet ; introduced him to old ...
... sense and vivid sarcasm . In the Forest , he became acquainted with Sir William Trumbull , the retired secretary of state , a man of general accomplishments , who read , rode , conversed with the youthful poet ; introduced him to old ...
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... sense ( and indeed there are twenty men of wit for one man of sense ) , his living thus in a course of flattery may put him in no small danger of becoming a coxcomb : if he has , he will consequently have so much diffidence as not to ...
... sense ( and indeed there are twenty men of wit for one man of sense ) , his living thus in a course of flattery may put him in no small danger of becoming a coxcomb : if he has , he will consequently have so much diffidence as not to ...
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... sense must have been common sense in all times ; and what we call learning is but the know- ledge of the sense of our predecessors . Therefore they who say our thoughts are not our own , because they resemble the ancients , may as well ...
... sense must have been common sense in all times ; and what we call learning is but the know- ledge of the sense of our predecessors . Therefore they who say our thoughts are not our own , because they resemble the ancients , may as well ...
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... sense , -a quality that not only renders one capable of being a good writer , but a good man . And if I have made ... senses , without any murmurs against the justice of this age , or any mad appeals to posterity . I declare I shall ...
... sense , -a quality that not only renders one capable of being a good writer , but a good man . And if I have made ... senses , without any murmurs against the justice of this age , or any mad appeals to posterity . I declare I shall ...
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... sense of my faults made me correct . After the words ' angry to find us so , ' p . 3 , l . 36 , occurred the following - In the first place I own that I have used my best endeavours to the finishing these pieces . That I made what ...
... sense of my faults made me correct . After the words ' angry to find us so , ' p . 3 , l . 36 , occurred the following - In the first place I own that I have used my best endeavours to the finishing these pieces . That I made what ...
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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