The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorCrissy & Markley, 1850 - 484 pages |
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... fair . Not so Atrides ; be with kingly pride , Repulsed the sacred Sire , and thus reply ' He said , the Greeks their joint assent declare , The father said , the gen'rous Greeks relent , T'accept the ransom , and release the fair ...
... fair . Not so Atrides ; be with kingly pride , Repulsed the sacred Sire , and thus reply ' He said , the Greeks their joint assent declare , The father said , the gen'rous Greeks relent , T'accept the ransom , and release the fair ...
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... Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy banks Sicilian muses sing ; Let vernal airs through trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You that , too wise for pride , too good for power ...
... Fair Thames , flow gently from thy sacred spring , While on thy banks Sicilian muses sing ; Let vernal airs through trembling osiers play , And Albion's cliffs resound the rural lay . You that , too wise for pride , too good for power ...
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... Fair Daphne's dead , and love is now no more ! ' ' Tis done , and Nature's various charms decay : See gloomy clouds obscure the cheerful day : Now hung with pearls the dropping trees appear , Their faded honours scatter'd on her bier ...
... Fair Daphne's dead , and love is now no more ! ' ' Tis done , and Nature's various charms decay : See gloomy clouds obscure the cheerful day : Now hung with pearls the dropping trees appear , Their faded honours scatter'd on her bier ...
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... fair light , and empress of the main . Here , too , ' tis sung , of old , Diana stray'd , And Cynthus ' top forsook for Windsor shade ; llere was she seen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ...
... fair light , and empress of the main . Here , too , ' tis sung , of old , Diana stray'd , And Cynthus ' top forsook for Windsor shade ; llere was she seen o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ...
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... Fair Geraldine , bright object of his vow , Then fill'd the groves , as heavenly Mira now . Oh , wouldst thou sing what heroes Windsor bore , What kings first breathed upon her winding shore ! Or raise old warriors , whose adored ...
... Fair Geraldine , bright object of his vow , Then fill'd the groves , as heavenly Mira now . Oh , wouldst thou sing what heroes Windsor bore , What kings first breathed upon her winding shore ! Or raise old warriors , whose adored ...
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Achilles Ajax Alcinous Antilochus arms Asius Atrides behold beneath bless'd blood bold brave breast breath chariot charms chief coursers cries crown'd dart dead death descends Diomed divine dreadful Dunciad E'en eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear feast field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies fury glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand haste hear heart heaven Hector hero honours Idomeneus Iliad Ilion immortal javelin Jove king labours live lord Lycian maid Menelaus mighty mind monarch mortal night numbers nymph o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus plain poem poet Pope praise press'd Priam pride prince proud Pylian queen race rage rise round sacred shade shining shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke steeds stood Swift tears Telemachus thee thine thou throne thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Tydeus Ulysses verse walls warrior woes wound wretched youth
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Page 103 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 102 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.
Page 64 - Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens...
Page 57 - Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away, In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day : Sound sleep by night ; study and ease, Together mix'd ; sweet recreation, And innocence which most does please With meditation.
Page 264 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 125 - 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 all abroad?
Page 59 - No monstrous height, or breadth, or length appear ; The whole at once is bold, and regular. Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be. In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend ; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due. As men of breeding, sometimes men of wit, T...
Page 102 - Lo, the poor Indian ! whose untutored 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 ; Yet simple Nature to his hope has given, Behind the cloud-topt hill, an humbler heaven...
Page 60 - 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 65 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, - Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire : Then prostrate falls, and begs, with ardent eyes, Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize.