The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeW.P. Nimmo, 1878 - 448 pages |
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... give up all the reasonable aims of life for it . There are indeed some advantages accruing from a genius to poetry , and they are all I can think of : the agreeable power of self - amusement when a man is idle or alone ; the privilege ...
... give up all the reasonable aims of life for it . There are indeed some advantages accruing from a genius to poetry , and they are all I can think of : the agreeable power of self - amusement when a man is idle or alone ; the privilege ...
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... give me a chance to be one . For what I have published , I can only 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 ...
... give me a chance to be one . For what I have published , I can only 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 ...
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... give and merit fame , And justly bear a critic's noble name , Be sure yourself and your own reach to know , How far your genius , taste , and learning go ; Launch not beyond your depth , but be discreet , 50 And mark that point where ...
... give and merit fame , And justly bear a critic's noble name , Be sure yourself and your own reach to know , How far your genius , taste , and learning go ; Launch not beyond your depth , but be discreet , 50 And mark that point where ...
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... gives offence , The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows , 1 The beauty of Waller's versification is impaired by the very frequent use of the expletive do . And the smooth stream in smoother ...
... gives offence , The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows , 1 The beauty of Waller's versification is impaired by the very frequent use of the expletive do . And the smooth stream in smoother ...
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... give , 490 And each bold figure just begins to live , The treacherous colours the fair art betray , And all the bright creation fades away ! Unhappy wit , like most mistaken things , Atones not for that envy which it brings . In youth ...
... give , 490 And each bold figure just begins to live , The treacherous colours the fair art betray , And all the bright creation fades away ! Unhappy wit , like most mistaken things , Atones not for that envy which it brings . In youth ...
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Page 76 - 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,
Page 414 - How loved, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!
Page 69 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 18 - But most by numbers judge a poet's song, And smooth or rough, with them, is right or wrong: In the bright muse, though thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire...
Page 15 - Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all.
Page 165 - 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. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, thro...
Page 111 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Page 83 - 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 176 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys; So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Page 112 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.