The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, Том 4J. and P. KNAPTON in Ludgate-street, 1751 - 341 стор. |
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... grave , exceeds all Pow'r of face . I fit with fad civility , I read With honest anguish , and an aching head ; And drop at last , but in unwilling ears , 39 This faving counsel , " Keep your piece nine years . ' Nine years ! cries he ...
... grave , exceeds all Pow'r of face . I fit with fad civility , I read With honest anguish , and an aching head ; And drop at last , but in unwilling ears , 39 This faving counsel , " Keep your piece nine years . ' Nine years ! cries he ...
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... grave ) 270 Have I no friend to serve , no foul to fave ? 274 " I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt ( Cries prating Balbus ) something will come out . " Tis all in vain , deny it as I will . " No , fuch a Genius never can ...
... grave ) 270 Have I no friend to serve , no foul to fave ? 274 " I found him close with Swift - Indeed ? no doubt ( Cries prating Balbus ) something will come out . " Tis all in vain , deny it as I will . " No , fuch a Genius never can ...
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... grave severity of Perfius : And what Mr. Pope would strike with the cauftic lightening of Juvenal , Horace would content himself in turning into ridicule . If it be asked then , why he took any body at all to imitate , he has informed ...
... grave severity of Perfius : And what Mr. Pope would strike with the cauftic lightening of Juvenal , Horace would content himself in turning into ridicule . If it be asked then , why he took any body at all to imitate , he has informed ...
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... grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and but fooths my sleep . NOTES . and Laelius ; it was Mr. Pope's ...
... grave . 120 8 TO VIRTUE ONLY and HER FRIENDS A FRIEND , The World befide may murmur , or commend . Know , all the distant din that world can keep , Rolls o'er my Grotto , and but fooths my sleep . NOTES . and Laelius ; it was Mr. Pope's ...
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... grave Epiftles , & c . ] The legal objection is here more justly and decently taken off than in the Original . Ho- race evades the force of it with a quibble , Efto , fiquis mala ; fed bona fi quis . But the Imitator's grave Epiftles ...
... grave Epiftles , & c . ] The legal objection is here more justly and decently taken off than in the Original . Ho- race evades the force of it with a quibble , Efto , fiquis mala ; fed bona fi quis . But the Imitator's grave Epiftles ...
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Сторінка 30 - Bestia's from the throne. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife, Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man walk'd innoxious through his age. No courts he saw, no suits would ever try, Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie.
Сторінка 21 - Oh let me live my own, and die so too! (To live and die is all I have to do:) Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please: Above a patron, though I condescend Sometimes to call a minister my friend.
Сторінка 51 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Сторінка 234 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the Venal tribe, Smile without Art, and win without a Bribe. Would he oblige me ? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Сторінка 18 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Сторінка 47 - Slander or poison dread from Delia's rage ; Hard words or hanging, if your judge be Page ; From furious Sappho scarce a milder fate, Px'd by her love, or libell'd by her hate.
Сторінка 17 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne...
Сторінка 244 - Are what ten thousand envy and adore : All, all look up with reverential awe, At crimes that 'scape or triumph o'er the law ; While truth, worth, wisdom, daily they decry : Nothing is sacred now but villainy.
Сторінка 10 - The truth once told (and wherefore should we lie?) The Queen of Midas slept, and so may I. You think this cruel ? take it for a rule, No creature smarts so little as a fool. Let peals of laughter, Codrus ! round thee break, 85 Thou unconcern'd canst hear the mighty crack: Pit, box, and gall'ry in convulsions hurl'd, Thou stand'st unshook amidst a bursting world. Who shames a Scribbler? break one cobweb thro...
Сторінка 21 - Heavens! was I born for nothing but to write? Has life no joys for me? or (to be grave) Have I no friend to serve, no soul to save? "I found him close with Swift — Indeed? no doubt (Cries prating Balbus) something will come out.