The works of Alexander Pope; with a memoir of the author, notes [&c.] by G. Croly, Том 21835 |
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... o'er ; The hollow winds through naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed by ...
... o'er ; The hollow winds through naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed by ...
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... O'er sandy wilds were yellow harvests spread ; The forest wonder'd at the unusual grain ; And secret transports touch'd the conscious swain . Fair Liberty , Britannia's goddess , rears Her cheerful head , and leads the golden years . Ye ...
... O'er sandy wilds were yellow harvests spread ; The forest wonder'd at the unusual grain ; And secret transports touch'd the conscious swain . Fair Liberty , Britannia's goddess , rears Her cheerful head , and leads the golden years . Ye ...
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... o'er them sweeps the swelling net . Thus , if small things we may with great compare , When Albion sends her eager sons to war , Some thoughtless town , with ease and plenty bless'd , Near , and more near , the closing lines invest ...
... o'er them sweeps the swelling net . Thus , if small things we may with great compare , When Albion sends her eager sons to war , Some thoughtless town , with ease and plenty bless'd , Near , and more near , the closing lines invest ...
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... o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround , Rouse the fleet hart , and cheer the opening hound . 150 154 The impatient courser pants in every vein , And pawing seems to beat the distant plain : Hills , vales , and floods appear already ...
... o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround , Rouse the fleet hart , and cheer the opening hound . 150 154 The impatient courser pants in every vein , And pawing seems to beat the distant plain : Hills , vales , and floods appear already ...
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... o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ; Here , arm'd with silver bows , in early dawn , Her buskin'd virgins traced the dewy lawn . 170 Above the rest a rural nymph was famed , Thy offspring ...
... o'er airy wastes to rove , Seek the clear spring , or haunt the pathless grove ; Here , arm'd with silver bows , in early dawn , Her buskin'd virgins traced the dewy lawn . 170 Above the rest a rural nymph was famed , Thy offspring ...
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Сторінка 72 - whispers through the trees ;' If crystal streams ' with pleasing murmurs creep," The reader's threaten'd (not in vain) with 'sleep;' Then, at the last and only couplet fraught With some unmeaning thing they call a thought, A needless Alexandrine ends the song, That, like a wounded snake, drags its slow length along.
Сторінка 196 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Сторінка 70 - Its gaudy colours spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey, All glares alike, without distinction gay ; But true expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon ; It gilds all objects, but it alters none.
Сторінка 61 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides, Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Сторінка 67 - A little learning is a dangerous thing! Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring: There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Сторінка 110 - 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 180 - They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge. No place is sacred, not the church is free, Ev'n Sunday shines no Sabbath-day to me: Then from the Mint walks forth the man of rhyme, Happy! to catch me, just at dinner-time.
Сторінка 73 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
Сторінка 81 - Tis not enough your counsel still be true ; Blunt truths more mischief than nice falsehoods do ; Men must be taught as if you taught them not, And things unknown proposed as things forgot.
Сторінка 69 - The manners, passions, unities, what not? All which, exact to rule, were brought about, Were but a combat in the lists left out. "What! leave the combat out?" exclaims the knight; Yes, or we must renounce the Stagirite. "Not so, by Heaven" (he answers in a rage), "Knights, squires, and steeds, must enter on the stage.