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Page 49
One only doubt remains : full oft , I've heard , By casuists grave , and deep divines
averr'd , That ' tis too much for human race to know 270 The bliss of heav'n above
, and earth below : Now should the nuptial pleasures prove so great , To ...
One only doubt remains : full oft , I've heard , By casuists grave , and deep divines
averr'd , That ' tis too much for human race to know 270 The bliss of heav'n above
, and earth below : Now should the nuptial pleasures prove so great , To ...
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135 Tho ' all the day I give and take delight , Doubt not sufficient will be left at
night , " Tis but a just and rational desire To light a taper at a neighbour's fire .
There's danger too , you think , in rich array , 140 And none can long be modest
that ...
135 Tho ' all the day I give and take delight , Doubt not sufficient will be left at
night , " Tis but a just and rational desire To light a taper at a neighbour's fire .
There's danger too , you think , in rich array , 140 And none can long be modest
that ...
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... The last , the meanest , of your sons inspire , ( That on weak wings , from far ,
pursues your flights , Glows while he reads , but trembles as he writes , ) To teach
vain wits a science little known , T'admire superior sense , and doubt their own !
... The last , the meanest , of your sons inspire , ( That on weak wings , from far ,
pursues your flights , Glows while he reads , but trembles as he writes , ) To teach
vain wits a science little known , T'admire superior sense , and doubt their own !
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We think our fathers fools so wise we grow ; Our wiser sons no doubt will think us
so . Once school - divines this zealous isle o'erspread ; 440 Who knew most
sentences was deepest read : Faith , gospel , all seem'd made to be disputed ,
And ...
We think our fathers fools so wise we grow ; Our wiser sons no doubt will think us
so . Once school - divines this zealous isle o'erspread ; 440 Who knew most
sentences was deepest read : Faith , gospel , all seem'd made to be disputed ,
And ...
Page 162
1 I grant that poetry's a crying sin ; It brought ( no doubt ) th ' Excise and Army in :
Catch'd like the plague , or love , the Lord knows how , But that the cure is
starving all allow . 10 Yet like Papist's is the poet's state , Poor and disarm'd , and
...
1 I grant that poetry's a crying sin ; It brought ( no doubt ) th ' Excise and Army in :
Catch'd like the plague , or love , the Lord knows how , But that the cure is
starving all allow . 10 Yet like Papist's is the poet's state , Poor and disarm'd , and
...
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Page 111 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — The style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Page 113 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Page 108 - While from the bounded level of our mind, Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprise, New distant scenes of endless science rise!
Page 99 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose ; Now one in verse makes many more in prose. Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 112 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line, While they ring round the same unvaried chimes, With sure returns of still expected rhymes, Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Page 94 - Yet not to earth's contracted span Thy goodness let me bound, Or think Thee Lord alone of man. When thousand worlds are round. Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
Page 111 - Its gaudy colours spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey, All glares alike, without distinction gay ; But true expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon ; It gilds all objects, but it alters none.
Page 118 - Some bright idea of the master's mind, Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready Nature waits upon his hand; When the ripe colours soften and unite, And sweetly melt into just shade and light; When mellowing years their full perfection give, And each bold figure just begins to live, The treacherous colours the fair art betray, And all the bright creation fades away!
Page 25 - And screams of horror rend th' affrighted skies. Not louder shrieks to pitying heav'n are cast, When husbands, or when lap-dogs breathe their last ; Or when rich China vessels fall'n from high, In glitt'ring dust and painted fragments lie ! 160 " Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine...
Page 19 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes; At every word a reputation dies.
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| Title | The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections, Additions and Improvements, Volume 2 The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections, Additions and Improvements, William Warburton (Bp. of Gloucester) |
| Author | Alexander Pope |
| Publisher | T. & G. Palmer, 1804 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 2 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 754 pages |
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