The Works of Alexander Pope, Том 3J. F. Dove, St. John's Square, 1822 |
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... honour , clearly evince that he did : " As for this Essay on Man , as I was witness to the whole conduct of it in writing , and actually have his original manuscripts for it , from the first scratches of the four books , to the several ...
... honour , clearly evince that he did : " As for this Essay on Man , as I was witness to the whole conduct of it in writing , and actually have his original manuscripts for it , from the first scratches of the four books , to the several ...
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... honour . Psalm viii . 9 .. Ver . 182. Here with degrees of swiftness , & c . ] It is a certain axiom in the anatomy of creatures , that in proportion as they are formed for strength , their swiftness is lessened ; or as they are formed ...
... honour . Psalm viii . 9 .. Ver . 182. Here with degrees of swiftness , & c . ] It is a certain axiom in the anatomy of creatures , that in proportion as they are formed for strength , their swiftness is lessened ; or as they are formed ...
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... honour to the won- derful sagacity of Newton . W. Ver . 22. Correct old Time , & c . ] This alludes to Newton's Grecian Chronology , which he reformed on those two sublime conceptions , the difference between the reigns of kings , and ...
... honour to the won- derful sagacity of Newton . W. Ver . 22. Correct old Time , & c . ] This alludes to Newton's Grecian Chronology , which he reformed on those two sublime conceptions , the difference between the reigns of kings , and ...
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... honour ; fire , and sword , and desolation , among enemies , a just , thorough defence of our country ; persecution , a zeal for truth , and for the eternal happiness of men , which heretics oppose . " No creature owns it in the first ...
... honour ; fire , and sword , and desolation , among enemies , a just , thorough defence of our country ; persecution , a zeal for truth , and for the eternal happiness of men , which heretics oppose . " No creature owns it in the first ...
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... Honours , Ver . 191. Nobility , Ver . 203. Greatness , Ver . 215. Fame , Ver . 235. Superior Talents , Ver . 257 , & c . With pictures of human Infelicity in Men possessed of them all , Ver . 267 , & c . VII . That Virtue only ...
... Honours , Ver . 191. Nobility , Ver . 203. Greatness , Ver . 215. Fame , Ver . 235. Superior Talents , Ver . 257 , & c . With pictures of human Infelicity in Men possessed of them all , Ver . 267 , & c . VII . That Virtue only ...
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Сторінка 19 - 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.
Сторінка 165 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heav'n pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, To enjoy is to obey.
Сторінка 21 - 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...
Сторінка 166 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe. If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
Сторінка 12 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer? 20 Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, 'Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Сторінка 22 - In Pride, in reas'ning Pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods. Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell, Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel: And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Сторінка 164 - To know but this, that Thou art good, And that myself am blind ; Yet gave me, in this dark estate, To see the good from ill ; And binding nature fast in fate, Left free the human will.
Сторінка 35 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green : Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood ? The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line : In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
Сторінка 202 - twould a saint provoke" (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke), " No, let a charming chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And, Betty, give this cheek a little red.
Сторінка 211 - No Thought advances, but her Eddy Brain Whisks it about, and down it goes again. Full sixty years the World has been her Trade, The wisest Fool much Time has ever made. From loveless youth to unrespected age, No Passion gratify'd except her Rage.