The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Letters

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Сторінка 10 - My dear, it is only this, that you will never marry an old man again.
Сторінка 33 - ... radiations ; and when you have a mind to light it up, it affords you a very different scene. It is...
Сторінка 123 - I know not but I may call upon you at my hearing, to say somewhat about my way of spending my time at the Deanery, which did not seem calculated towards managing plots and conspiracies.
Сторінка 149 - I am quite out of the world, and there is fcarce any thing that can reach me except the noife of thunder, which undoubtedly you have heard too. We have read in old authors of high towers levelled by it to the ground, while the humble valleys have...
Сторінка 146 - Parnell and I have been inseparable ever since you went. We are now at the Bath, where (if you are not, as I heartily hope, better engaged) your coming would be the greatest pleasure to us in the world. Talk not of expenses: Homer shall support his children. I beg a line from you, directed to the Post-house in Bath. Poor Parnell is in an ill state of health.
Сторінка 276 - 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 10 - Catechism, as a kind of hint of the order of time in which they are to be taken.
Сторінка 129 - Remember it was at such a time, that the greatest lights of antiquity dazzled and blazed the most, in their retreat, in their exile, or in their death. But why do I talk of dazzling or blazing ? it was then that they did good, that they gave light, and that they became guides to mankind.
Сторінка 229 - And this for the very reason, which possibly might hinder you coming, that my poor mother is dead. I thank God, her death was as easy as her life was innocent ; and as it cost her not a groan, or even a sigh, there is yet upon her countenance such an expression of tranquillity, nay, almost of pleasure, that it is even amiable to behold it.
Сторінка 142 - I am, when every day the performances of others appear more beautiful and excellent, and my own more despicable.

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