The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeW.P. Nimmo, 1878 - 448 pages |
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... man is all the while tremb- ling with the fear of being ridiculous . If he is made to hope he may please the world , he falls under very unlucky circum- stances ; for , from the moment he prints , 2 THE AUTHOR'S PREFACE .
... man is all the while tremb- ling with the fear of being ridiculous . If he is made to hope he may please the world , he falls under very unlucky circum- stances ; for , from the moment he prints , 2 THE AUTHOR'S PREFACE .
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... hope is but to be read in one island , and to be thrown aside at the end of one age . All that is left us is to recommend our productions by the imitation of the ancients ; and it will be found true , that in every age , the highest ...
... hope is but to be read in one island , and to be thrown aside at the end of one age . All that is left us is to recommend our productions by the imitation of the ancients ; and it will be found true , that in every age , the highest ...
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... hope to be pardoned ; but for what I have burned , I deserve to be praised . On this account the world is under some obligation to me , and owes me the justice , in return , to look upon no verses as mine that are not inserted in this ...
... hope to be pardoned ; but for what I have burned , I deserve to be praised . On this account the world is under some obligation to me , and owes me the justice , in return , to look upon no verses as mine that are not inserted in this ...
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... hope of a future state , that all his happiness in the present depends . IV . The pride of aiming at more knowledge , and pretending to more perfection , the cause of man's error and misery . The impiety of putting himself in the place ...
... hope of a future state , that all his happiness in the present depends . IV . The pride of aiming at more knowledge , and pretending to more perfection , the cause of man's error and misery . The impiety of putting himself in the place ...
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... 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 . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutor ...
... 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 . Lo , the poor Indian ! whose untutor ...
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Æneid ancient bard Bavius beauty behold bless blest breast breath bright Charles Gildon charms Cibber court cried critics crown'd Cynthus divine dull Dulness Dunciad e'er eclogue Essay on Criticism eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames flowers fools genius gentle give glory goddess gods grace groves happy hath head heart Heaven hero Homer honour Iliad John Dennis kings learn'd learned Leonard Welsted live lord Matthew Concanen mind muse nature ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once passion pastoral plain pleased pleasure poem poet Pope praise pride proud queen rage reign rise round sacred Sappho satire sense shade shew shine sighs silvan sing skies soft soul sylphs tears Thalestris thee Theocritus thine things thou thought throne trembling Twas verse Virgil virtue wings write youth
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Page 320 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; 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 load, On wings of winds came flying...
Page 22 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Page 197 - FATHER of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord! Thou Great First Cause, least understood, Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind...
Page 13 - Lo! the poor Indian, whose untutor'd mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind; His soul proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Page 18 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...
Page 194 - Hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound. As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care, Seeks freshest pasture, and the purest air, Explores the lost, the wandering sheep directs, By day o'ersees them, and by night protects; The tender lambs he raises in his arms, Feeds from his hand, and in his bosom warms: Thus shall mankind his guardian care engage, The promised Father of the future age.
Page 320 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 14 - Tis for mine : For me kind Nature wakes her genial power, Suckles each herb, and spreads out every flower ; Annual for me the grape, the rose renew, The juice nectareous and the balmy dew ; For me the mine a thousand treasures brings ; For me health gushes from a thousand springs ; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise ; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.
Page 11 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Page 156 - Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main. Hear how Timotheus' varied lays surprise, And bid alternate passions fall and rise! While, at each change, the son of Libyan Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found. And the world's victor stood subdued by sound!