What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
abuſe admire againſt alſo ancient appears called cauſe character Church Cibber common Court Critics Curll Dennis dull Dulneſs Dunciad Edit Epigram equally Eſſay eyes fame fire firſt fool former gave genius give Goddeſs hand hath head Hero himſelf Homer honour Journal juſt kind King known laſt learned leſs Letter Light lines living Lord manner moſt muſt nature never Notes o'er occaſioned once perſon piece Plays poem Poet Poetry Pope praiſe printed publiſhed reader reaſon REMARKS Richard Blackmore riſe ſaid ſame ſays SCRIBL ſee ſeems ſet Shakeſpeare ſhall ſhe ſhould ſince ſome ſons ſtill ſuch thee theſe thing thoſe thou thought tion tranſlation true truth turn uſe VARIATION verſes Virtue whole whoſe writ writings written
Page 259 - Night primaeval and of Chaos old ! 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
Page 223 - As Fancy opens the quick springs of Sense, We ply the Memory, we load the brain, Bind rebel Wit, and double chain on chain; Confine the thought, to exercise the breath; And keep them in the pale of Words till death.
Page 269 - ... what contemptible men were the authors of it. He was not without hopes that, by manifesting the...
Page 260 - See skulking Truth to her old cavern fled, Mountains of Casuistry heap'd o'er her head! Philosophy, that lean'd on Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.
Page 231 - For thee we dim the eyes, and stuff the head With all such reading as was never read : For thee explain a thing till all men doubt it, And write about it, goddess, and about it : So spins the silkworm small its slender store, And labours till it clouds itself all o'er.
Page 223 - When Reason doubtful, like the Samian letter, Points him two ways, the narrower is the better. Plac'd at the door of Learning, youth to guide, We never suffer it to stand too wide. To ask, to guess, to know, as they commence...
Page 86 - In merry old England it once was a rule, The King had his Poet, and also his Fool : But now we're so frugal, I'd have you to know it, That Cibber can serve both for Fool and for Poet.
Page 203 - The person who acted Polly, till then obscure, became all at Once the favourite of the town; her pictures were engraved, and sold in great numbers; her life written, books of letters and...