The works of Alexander Pope, with notes and illustrations, by himself and others. To which are added, a new life of the author [&c.] by W. Roscoe, Volume 31847 |
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Página 46
... Fair one's side , Sighs for an Otho , and neglects his bride . Theirs is the Vanity , the Learning thine : Touch'd by thy hand , again Rome's glories shine ; Her Gods , and godlike Heroes rise to view , And all her faded garlands bloom ...
... Fair one's side , Sighs for an Otho , and neglects his bride . Theirs is the Vanity , the Learning thine : Touch'd by thy hand , again Rome's glories shine ; Her Gods , and godlike Heroes rise to view , And all her faded garlands bloom ...
Página 47
... fair series laurel'd Bards be shown , 60 A Virgil there , and here an Addison . Then shall thy CRAGGS ( and let me call him mine ) On the cast ore , another Pollio , shine ; NOTES . in Spain , there is a Relief of this group of Laocoon ...
... fair series laurel'd Bards be shown , 60 A Virgil there , and here an Addison . Then shall thy CRAGGS ( and let me call him mine ) On the cast ore , another Pollio , shine ; NOTES . in Spain , there is a Relief of this group of Laocoon ...
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... fair Italy . With thee , on Raphael's Monument I mourn , Or wait inspiring Dreams at Maro's Urn : With thee repose , where Tully once was laid , Or seek some Ruin's formidable shade : While Fancy brings the vanish'd piles to view , And ...
... fair Italy . With thee , on Raphael's Monument I mourn , Or wait inspiring Dreams at Maro's Urn : With thee repose , where Tully once was laid , Or seek some Ruin's formidable shade : While Fancy brings the vanish'd piles to view , And ...
Página 57
... fair Ideas flow , Strike in the sketch , or in the picture glow ; Thence Beauty waking all her forms , supplies An Angel's sweetness , or Bridgewater's eyes . Muse at that Name thy sacred sorrows shed , Those tears eternal , that embalm ...
... fair Ideas flow , Strike in the sketch , or in the picture glow ; Thence Beauty waking all her forms , supplies An Angel's sweetness , or Bridgewater's eyes . Muse at that Name thy sacred sorrows shed , Those tears eternal , that embalm ...
Página 59
... oh since Death must that fair frame destroy , Die , by some sudden extasy of Joy ; In some soft dream may thy mild soul remove , And be thy latest gasp a sigh of Love . pressure Till Death unfelt that tender frame destroy , In some.
... oh since Death must that fair frame destroy , Die , by some sudden extasy of Joy ; In some soft dream may thy mild soul remove , And be thy latest gasp a sigh of Love . pressure Till Death unfelt that tender frame destroy , In some.
Palavras e frases frequentes
Abelard abuse Addison Æneid Alluding ancient appears Aristarchus Bavius beautiful blest called character Cibber Codrus Concanen Court critics Curl Dennis divine Dryden dull Dulness Dunce Dunciad edition Eloisa ELOISA TO ABELARD Epigram Epistle Epitaph Essay Essay on Criticism Ev'n ev'ry excellent eyes fate fool genius gentle Gildon Goddess grace hath head Heav'n Hero Homer honour Iliad IMITATIONS King Lady Laureate learned Leonard Welsted Letter LEWIS THEOBALD lines living Lord Lord Bolingbroke manner Matthew Concanen Mist's Journal moral Muse nature never NOTES numbers o'er occasion octavo Oldmixon Ovid passage person poem poet poet's poetical poetry Pope Pope's praise printed published reader REMARKS saith satire says Scriblerus Shakespear soul Swift taste thee thing thou thought thro Tibbald translation true truth verses Virg Virgil virtue Warburton Warton Welsted whole words writ writing written
Passagens conhecidas
Página 59 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Página 46 - Consider'd singly, or beheld too near, Which, but proportion'd to their light, or place, Due distance reconciles to form and grace. A prudent chief not always must display His pow'rs in equal ranks, and fair array, But with th' occasion and the place comply, Conceal his force, nay seem sometimes to fly.
Página 347 - Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word; Thy hand, great Anarch! lets the curtain fall, And universal Darkness buries all.
Página 6 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Página 317 - Show all his paces, not a step advance. With the same cement, ever sure to bind, We bring to one dead level every mind. Then take him to develop, if you can, And hew the block off, and get out the man. 270 But wherefore waste I words? I see advance Whore, pupil, and laced governor from France. Walker! our hat' nor more he deigned to say, But, stern as Ajax
Página 97 - 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, 'And prais'd, unenvy'd, by the Muse he lov'd.
Página 268 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Página 18 - How oft, when press'd to marriage, have I said, Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies, Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love?
Página 6 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
Página 345 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.