The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Հատոր 1C. Bathurst, 1770 |
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... Mufic too . With vast variety thy pages fhine ; A new creation ftarts in ev'ry line . How fudden trees rife to the reader's fight , And make a doubtful scene of fhade and light , 35 And give at once the day , at once the night ! And ...
... Mufic too . With vast variety thy pages fhine ; A new creation ftarts in ev'ry line . How fudden trees rife to the reader's fight , And make a doubtful scene of fhade and light , 35 And give at once the day , at once the night ! And ...
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... Mufic which was noife before . There with illuftrious Bards I spent my days , Not free from cenfure , nor unknown to praise , Enjoy'd the bieffings that his reign bestow'd , Nor envy'd Windsor in the foft abode . The golden minutes ...
... Mufic which was noife before . There with illuftrious Bards I spent my days , Not free from cenfure , nor unknown to praise , Enjoy'd the bieffings that his reign bestow'd , Nor envy'd Windsor in the foft abode . The golden minutes ...
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... Mufic tune them , what Affection fire ? O might thy Genius in my bofom shine ; Thou should'st not fail of numbers worthy thine ; The brightest Ancients might at once agree To fing within my lays , and fing of thee . Horace himfelf would ...
... Mufic tune them , what Affection fire ? O might thy Genius in my bofom shine ; Thou should'st not fail of numbers worthy thine ; The brightest Ancients might at once agree To fing within my lays , and fing of thee . Horace himfelf would ...
Էջ xix
... there ope the leading vein ; The mines detected flame with gold again . 35 45 50 54 60 How vaft , how copious , are thy new defigns ! 65 How ev'ry Mufic varies in thy lines ! Still , as I read , I feel my bofom [ xix ]
... there ope the leading vein ; The mines detected flame with gold again . 35 45 50 54 60 How vaft , how copious , are thy new defigns ! 65 How ev'ry Mufic varies in thy lines ! Still , as I read , I feel my bofom [ xix ]
Էջ xxi
... mufic from the founding ftring . Now wak'd from flumbers of three thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp appears , Tours o'er the field of death ; as fierce he turns , Keen flash his arms , and all the Hero burns ; With ...
... mufic from the founding ftring . Now wak'd from flumbers of three thousand years , Once more Achilles in dread pomp appears , Tours o'er the field of death ; as fierce he turns , Keen flash his arms , and all the Hero burns ; With ...
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The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions ..., Հատոր 1 Alexander Pope Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1754 |
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Էջ 113 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face : Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.
Էջ 115 - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Էջ 100 - And bless their Critic with a Poet's fire. An ardent Judge, who zealous in his trust, With warmth gives sentence, yet is always just ; Whose own example strengthens all his laws ; And is himself that great Sublime he draws.
Էջ 127 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew^ And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel, a dusky, melancholy sprite, As ever sullied the fair face of light, Down to the central earth, his proper scene, Repair'd to search the gloomy cave of Spleen.
Էջ 170 - Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Էջ 92 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours...
Էջ 166 - Nor foes nor fortune take this pow'r away; And is my Abelard less kind than they? Tears still are mine, and those I need not spare...
Էջ 89 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow: Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found.
Էջ 119 - And tremble at the sea that froths below !' He spoke; the spirits from the sails descend; Some, orb in orb, around the nymph extend; Some thrid the mazy ringlets of her hair; Some hang upon the pendants of her ear: 140 With beating hearts the dire event they wait, Anxious, and trembling for the birth of Fate.
Էջ 36 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day. No more the rising sun shall gild the morn, Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn; But lost, dissolved in thy superior rays, One tide of glory, one unclouded blaze O'erflow thy courts; the Light himself shall shine Reveal'd, and God's eternal day be thine!