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Alexander Pope. CONTENTS OF VOLUME II . PROLOGUE to the Satires Page
Satires and Epistles of Horace , Imitated The Satires of Dr. John Donne , versified
Epilogue to the Satires Imitations of Horace Miscellanies Epitaphs The Dunciad !
Alexander Pope. CONTENTS OF VOLUME II . PROLOGUE to the Satires Page
Satires and Epistles of Horace , Imitated The Satires of Dr. John Donne , versified
Epilogue to the Satires Imitations of Horace Miscellanies Epitaphs The Dunciad !
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Out with it , Dunciad ! let the secret pass , That secret to each fool , that he's an
ass : The truth once told ( and wherefore should we lie ? ) The queen of Midas
slept , and so may 1 . You think this cruel : take it for a rule , No creature smarts so
...
Out with it , Dunciad ! let the secret pass , That secret to each fool , that he's an
ass : The truth once told ( and wherefore should we lie ? ) The queen of Midas
slept , and so may 1 . You think this cruel : take it for a rule , No creature smarts so
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... in the fourth book of tho Dunciad he has an anonymous stroke at him : So by
each bard an alderman shall sit , heavy lord shall hang at every wit . ' THE
DUNCIAD , IN FOUR BOOKS ; With the Prolegomena 134 POPE'S POE ICAL
WORKS .
... in the fourth book of tho Dunciad he has an anonymous stroke at him : So by
each bard an alderman shall sit , heavy lord shall hang at every wit . ' THE
DUNCIAD , IN FOUR BOOKS ; With the Prolegomena 134 POPE'S POE ICAL
WORKS .
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THE DUNCIAD , IN FOUR BOOKS ; With the Prolegomena of Scriblerus , the
Hypercritics of Aristarchus , and Notes Variorum . A LETTER TO THE
PUBLISHER , Occasioned by the first correct Edition of the Dunciad . It is with
pleasure I hear ...
THE DUNCIAD , IN FOUR BOOKS ; With the Prolegomena of Scriblerus , the
Hypercritics of Aristarchus , and Notes Variorum . A LETTER TO THE
PUBLISHER , Occasioned by the first correct Edition of the Dunciad . It is with
pleasure I hear ...
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He has laughed , and written the Dunciad . What has that said of them ? A very
serious truth , which the public had said before , that they were dull ; and what it
had no sooner said , but they themselves were at great pains to procure , or even
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He has laughed , and written the Dunciad . What has that said of them ? A very
serious truth , which the public had said before , that they were dull ; and what it
had no sooner said , but they themselves were at great pains to procure , or even
...
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Page 54 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Page 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.
Page 106 - twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon...
Page 12 - Till grown more frugal in his riper days, He paid some bards with port, and some with praise ; To some a dry rehearsal was assign'd, And others (harder still) he paid in kind.
Page 11 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Page 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.
Page 280 - Some gentle James, to bless the land again ; To stick the doctor's chair into the throne, Give law to words, or war with words alone, Senates and courts with Greek and Latin rule, And turn the council to a grammar school ! For sure, if Dulness sees a grateful day, 'Tis in the shade of arbitrary sway.
Page 14 - What ? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P.