The works of Alexander Pope. With a selection of explanatory notes, and the account of his life by dr. Johnson, Том 31812 |
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... hearts of men against each other , and have diminished the practice , more than advanced the theory , of morality . If I could flatter myself that this Essay has any merit , it is in steering betwixt the extremes of doctrines seemingly ...
... hearts of men against each other , and have diminished the practice , more than advanced the theory , of morality . If I could flatter myself that this Essay has any merit , it is in steering betwixt the extremes of doctrines seemingly ...
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... 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 . X. Cease then , nor ORDER ...
... 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 . X. Cease then , nor ORDER ...
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... heart , or fills the head , As the mind opens , and its functions spread , Imagination plies her dang'rous art , And pours it all upon the peccant part . Nature its mother , habit is its nurse ; Wit , spirit , faculties , but make it ...
... heart , or fills the head , As the mind opens , and its functions spread , Imagination plies her dang'rous art , And pours it all upon the peccant part . Nature its mother , habit is its nurse ; Wit , spirit , faculties , but make it ...
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... heart , and nothing is so plain ; ' Tis to mistake them , costs the time and pain . Vice is a monster of so frightful mien , As , to be hated , needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft , familiar with her face , We first endure , then ...
... heart , and nothing is so plain ; ' Tis to mistake them , costs the time and pain . Vice is a monster of so frightful mien , As , to be hated , needs but to be seen ; Yet seen too oft , familiar with her face , We first endure , then ...
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... heart - felt joy , Is virtue's prize : A better would you fix , Then give humility a coach and six , Justice a conqu ... hearts . 9 Rewards , that either would to virtue bring No joy 66 EP . IV . ESSAY ON MAN .
... heart - felt joy , Is virtue's prize : A better would you fix , Then give humility a coach and six , Justice a conqu ... hearts . 9 Rewards , that either would to virtue bring No joy 66 EP . IV . ESSAY ON MAN .
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Сторінка 13 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die...
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Сторінка 18 - Pride, our error lies; All quit their sphere, and rush into the skies. Pride still is aiming at the blest abodes, Men would be Angels, Angels would be Gods. Aspiring to be Gods, if Angels fell, Aspiring to be Angels, Men rebel: And who but wishes to invert the laws Of Order, sins against th
Сторінка 16 - Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescrib'd, 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? Pleas'd to the last, he crops the flow'ry food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
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Сторінка 244 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
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Сторінка 24 - Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees : Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent...
Сторінка 164 - twas when he knew no better. Dare you refuse him? Curll invites to dine, He'll write a. Journal, or he'll turn divine.' Bless me ! a packet - ' 'Tis a stranger sues, A Virgin Tragedy, an Orphan Muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Сторінка 67 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.