The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, Volume 1C. Cooke, 1796 |
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... lyre Where woods , and brooks , and breathing fields in- Thrice happy you ! and worthy belt to dwell [ fpire ! Amidst the rural joys you fing fo well . 46 I in a cold and in a barren clime , Cold as my thought , and barren as my rhime ...
... lyre Where woods , and brooks , and breathing fields in- Thrice happy you ! and worthy belt to dwell [ fpire ! Amidst the rural joys you fing fo well . 46 I in a cold and in a barren clime , Cold as my thought , and barren as my rhime ...
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... lyre that fav'rite tale , " Which , unobferv'd , a wand'ring Greek and blind , " Heard me repeat , and treasur'd in his mind ; " And , fir'd with thirst of more than mortal praife , " From me , the God of Wit , ufurp'd the bays . 16 20 ...
... lyre that fav'rite tale , " Which , unobferv'd , a wand'ring Greek and blind , " Heard me repeat , and treasur'd in his mind ; " And , fir'd with thirst of more than mortal praife , " From me , the God of Wit , ufurp'd the bays . 16 20 ...
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... lyre Jarr'd grating difcord , all extinct his fire ? This you beheld ; and , taught by Heav'n to fing , Call'd the loud mufic from the founding ftring . Now wak'd from flumbers of three thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp ...
... lyre Jarr'd grating difcord , all extinct his fire ? This you beheld ; and , taught by Heav'n to fing , Call'd the loud mufic from the founding ftring . Now wak'd from flumbers of three thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp ...
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... lyre , Tun'd by your hand , and fing as you infpire : So arm'd by great Achilles for the fight , Patroclus conquer'd in Achilles ' right : Like theirs , our friendship ! and I boast my name To thine united - for thy friendship's fame ...
... lyre , Tun'd by your hand , and fing as you infpire : So arm'd by great Achilles for the fight , Patroclus conquer'd in Achilles ' right : Like theirs , our friendship ! and I boast my name To thine united - for thy friendship's fame ...
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... lyre , If high exalted on the throne of Wit , Near me and Homer , thou afpire to fit , No more let meaner fatire dim thy rays , That flow majestic from thy nobler bays ; In all the flow ry paths of Pindus ftray , But fhun that thorny ...
... lyre , If high exalted on the throne of Wit , Near me and Homer , thou afpire to fit , No more let meaner fatire dim thy rays , That flow majestic from thy nobler bays ; In all the flow ry paths of Pindus ftray , But fhun that thorny ...
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Page 61 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Page 161 - Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh teach my heart To find that better way...
Page 170 - 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. Whatever Nature has in worth...
Page 70 - Here living tea-pots stand, one arm held out, One bent ; the handle this, and that the spout...
Page 66 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Page 43 - See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ; See future sons, and daughters yet unborn, In crowding ranks on every side arise, Demanding life, impatient for the skies ! See barbarous nations at thy gates attend, Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend...
Page 68 - A thousand wings, by turns, blow back the hair ; And thrice they twitch'd the diamond in her ear ; Thrice she look'd back, and thrice the foe drew near.
Page 99 - If ever chance two wand'ring lovers brings, To Paraclete's white walls, and silver springs, O'er the pale marble shall they join their heads, And drink the...
Page 171 - The gen'rous pleasure to be charmed with wit. But in such lays as neither ebb, nor flow, Correctly cold, and regularly low, That shunning faults, one quiet tenor keep; We cannot blame indeed - but we may sleep. In wit, as nature, what affects our hearts Is not th...
Page 97 - Stain all my soul, and wanton in my eyes. I waste the Matin lamp in sighs for thee, Thy image steals between my God and me, Thy voice I seem in...