Essai sur l'homme: poëme philosophique par Alexandre Pope, en cinq langues, savoir: anglois, latin, italien, françois & allemandKönig, 1772 - 351 стор. |
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... Fortuna & cafus quidnam eft ? directio prudens Confiliumque bonum , quod tu comprendere nefcis . Quod pugnare putas , tantum eft difcordia concors . Particulare malum , quamvis videatur iniquum , Eft generale bonum ! Rumpantur ut ilia ...
... Fortuna & cafus quidnam eft ? directio prudens Confiliumque bonum , quod tu comprendere nefcis . Quod pugnare putas , tantum eft difcordia concors . Particulare malum , quamvis videatur iniquum , Eft generale bonum ! Rumpantur ut ilia ...
Сторінка 94
... fortuna , voluptas , Et quocunque velis tandem tibi nomine dici ! Qnod , quicquid fueris , gemitus in pectore noftro Æternos generas . Mortis quod fata pavere , Quod vitam tolerare facis . Quod quæreris , æque Ancipiti ftudio , fanis ...
... fortuna , voluptas , Et quocunque velis tandem tibi nomine dici ! Qnod , quicquid fueris , gemitus in pectore noftro Æternos generas . Mortis quod fata pavere , Quod vitam tolerare facis . Quod quæreris , æque Ancipiti ftudio , fanis ...
Сторінка 97
... Fortuna & cafus varie fua dividit inter Munera mortales . Felices afferis illos , Contra infelices alios inducis ; at æqua Juftitiæ fummæ libra hinc manifesta videtur , His quod conceffit fperare , illifque timere . Nec verò , præfente ...
... Fortuna & cafus varie fua dividit inter Munera mortales . Felices afferis illos , Contra infelices alios inducis ; at æqua Juftitiæ fummæ libra hinc manifesta videtur , His quod conceffit fperare , illifque timere . Nec verò , præfente ...
Сторінка 102
... fortuna hominum difcrimina parva . Unus turgefcit pannis mifer obfitus , alter Murice perfufa & plena auro vefte fuperbit . Oft tt pellem futor , veftemque ftolatam Myfta , coronæ aurum princeps , monachufque cucullum . At quid , ais ...
... fortuna hominum difcrimina parva . Unus turgefcit pannis mifer obfitus , alter Murice perfufa & plena auro vefte fuperbit . Oft tt pellem futor , veftemque ftolatam Myfta , coronæ aurum princeps , monachufque cucullum . At quid , ais ...
Сторінка 105
... fortuna favores , Afpice , numne horum fortem tibi cedere malles ? Numne perifcelides captas , variumque colorem ? Quam belle decorent equites , circumfpice , Billy , Atque Umbra ! flavi tua vita libidine cœni Diftrahitur ? Gripum ...
... fortuna favores , Afpice , numne horum fortem tibi cedere malles ? Numne perifcelides captas , variumque colorem ? Quam belle decorent equites , circumfpice , Billy , Atque Umbra ! flavi tua vita libidine cœni Diftrahitur ? Gripum ...
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Сторінка 7 - 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.
Сторінка 1 - 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 9 - KNOW then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of mankind is man. Placed on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great : With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest...
Сторінка 6 - To serve mere engines to the ruling mind? Just as absurd for any part to claim To be another, in this...
Сторінка 1 - 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.
Сторінка 9 - With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and...
Сторінка 5 - The scale of sensual, mental powers ascends : Mark how it mounts to man's imperial race, From the green myriads in the peopled grass...
Сторінка 35 - tis the price of toil; The knave deserves it, when he tills the soil, The knave deserves it, when he tempts the main, Where folly fights for kings, or dives for gain. The good man may be weak, be indolent; Nor is his claim to plenty, but content.
Сторінка 37 - But by your father's worth if yours you rate, Count me those only who were good and great. Go! if your ancient but ignoble blood Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood, Go! and pretend your family is young; Nor own your fathers have been fools so long. What can ennoble sots, or slaves, or cowards? Alas! not all the blood of all the Howards.
Сторінка 20 - Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.