The Works of Alexander Pope, Том 2J.F. Dove, St. John's Square, 1822 |
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... thee . The muses teach me all their softest lays , 31 35 40 And the wide world resounds with Sappho's praise . Tho ' great Alcæus more sublimely sings , And strikes with bolder rage the sounding strings , No less renown attends the ...
... thee . The muses teach me all their softest lays , 31 35 40 And the wide world resounds with Sappho's praise . Tho ' great Alcæus more sublimely sings , And strikes with bolder rage the sounding strings , No less renown attends the ...
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... thee , the last and greatest of my woes ? No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling diamonds glow ; No more my locks in ringlets curl'd diffuse The costly sweetness of Arabian dews , 65 70 75 80 Nor braids of ...
... thee , the last and greatest of my woes ? No more my robes in waving purple flow , Nor on my hand the sparkling diamonds glow ; No more my locks in ringlets curl'd diffuse The costly sweetness of Arabian dews , 65 70 75 80 Nor braids of ...
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... thee to the skies , But Mars on thee might look with Venus ' eyes . O scarce a youth , yet scarce a tender boy ! O useful time for lovers to employ ! Pride of thy age , and glory of thy race , 100 105 Come to these arms , and melt in ...
... thee to the skies , But Mars on thee might look with Venus ' eyes . O scarce a youth , yet scarce a tender boy ! O useful time for lovers to employ ! Pride of thy age , and glory of thy race , 100 105 Come to these arms , and melt in ...
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... thee the fading trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their songs till thy return : 166 170 Night shades the groves , and all in silence lie , 175 All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of ...
... thee the fading trees appear to mourn , And birds defer their songs till thy return : 166 170 Night shades the groves , and all in silence lie , 175 All but the mournful Philomel and I : With mournful Philomel I join my strain , Of ...
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... thee ; The gift , the giver , and the God , agree . " 212 215 But why , alas , relentless youth , ah why To distant Seas must tender Sappho fly ? 221 Thy charms than those may far more pow'rful be , And Phoebus ' self is less a God to ...
... thee ; The gift , the giver , and the God , agree . " 212 215 But why , alas , relentless youth , ah why To distant Seas must tender Sappho fly ? 221 Thy charms than those may far more pow'rful be , And Phoebus ' self is less a God to ...
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Adrastus Aonia appear Argos Ariosto atque beauty blest bliss Boccace breast bright charms Chaucer crown'd dame dear death delight divine dreadful Dryope Epistle Eteocles Euripides Ev'n ev'ry eyes fable fair fame fate fix'd flames flow'ry fury gentle grace hæc heart Heav'n heav'nly Homer honour Horace House of Fame IMITATIONS Jove joys King lady Laius lines live Lord lov'd Lucan mihi Muse Niceron night NOTES numbers nymph o'er once Ovid Petrarch Phaon Phoebus Pindar pleas'd pleasure poem poet poetry Polynices Pope pow'r praise pray'r Procris quæ quod rage reign rise Sappho seem'd shade shew shine sigh sight skies soft soul spouse Statius stood tale tamen tears temple Thebes thee thou thought throne tibi Timoleon tow'rs translation tree trembling Twas Tydeus verse Vertumnus Virgil virtue wife wretched writers youth
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Сторінка 354 - VIXIT TITULIS ET INVIDIA MAJOR ANNOS, HEU PAUCOS, XXXV. OB. FEB. XIV. MDCCXX. Statesman, yet Friend to Truth! of Soul sincere, In Action faithful, and in Honour clear! Who broke no Promise, serv'd no private End, Who gain'd no Title, and who lost no Friend, Ennobled by Himself, by All approv'd, Prais'd, wept, and honour'd, by the Muse he lov'd. THE
Сторінка 35 - let the pealing organ blow In the full-voic'd quire below ; In service high and anthem clear, As may with sweetness through mine ear Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all heav'n before mine eyes.
Сторінка 356 - to this fair Urn we trust. And sacred, place by DRYDEN'S awful dust: Beneath a rude and nameless stone he lies, To which thy Tomb shall guide inquiring eyes. Peace to thy gentle shade, and endless rest! Blest in thy Genius, in thy Love too blest!
Сторінка 351 - Vice had his hate and pity too. Blest Courtier! who could King and country please, Yet sacred keep his Friendships, and his Ease. Blest Peer! his great Forefathers ev'ry grace Reflecting, and reflected in his Race ; Where other BUCKHURSTS, other DORSETS shine, And Patriots still, or Poets, deck the line. NOTES.
Сторінка 27 - heat? Yet, yet I love !—From Abelard it came, And Elo'isa yet must kiss the name. Dear fatal name ! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd; 10 Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixd with God's, his lov'd idea lies:
Сторінка 92 - me live, or die unknown: Oh ! grant an honest fame, or grant me none ! " THIS poem contains great strokes of Gothic imagination, yet bordering often on the most ideal and capricious extravagance. The poet, in a vision, sees a temple of glass; ' In which were more images Of gold stondinge in sundrie stages,
Сторінка 191 - Corinth's pleasing site surveys. Twas now the time when Phoebus yields to night, And rising Cynthia sheds her silver light, 475 Wide o'er the world in solemn pomp she drew, Her airy chariot hung with pearly dew ; All birds and beasts lie hush'd ; sleep steals away The wild desires of men, and toils of day,
Сторінка 40 - more I hear, no more I view, 235 The phantom flies me, as unkind as you, I call aloud; it hears not what I say : I stretch my empty arms ; it glides away. To dream once more I close my willing eyes ; Ye soft illusions, dear deceits, arise ; 240 NOTES.
Сторінка 17 - But when from hence he plung'd into the main, Deucalion scorn'd, and Pyrrha lov'd in vain. Haste, Sappho, haste, from high Leucadia throw Thy wretched weight, nor dread the deeps below !" She spoke, and vanish'd with the voice—I rise, And silent tears fall trickling from my eyes. 200 NOTES. Ver. 188. Leucadian
Сторінка 281 - more genius and imagination; the one excelled in beauty, the other in energy. Michael Angelo has more of the poetical inspiration, his ideas are vast and sublime, his people are a superior order of beings; there is nothing about them, nothing in the air of their actions, or their attitudes, or the style and cast