The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections, Additions and Improvements, Հատոր 1T. & G. Palmer, 1804 - 754 էջ |
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Արդյունքներ 29–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... Forest Sappho to Phaon Eloisa to Abelard Two Choruses to the Tragedy of Brutus Elegy to the memory of an Unfortunate Lady Prologue to Mr. Addison's Tragedy of Cato Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane Shore The Temple of Fame 3 57 71 93 122 127 ...
... Forest Sappho to Phaon Eloisa to Abelard Two Choruses to the Tragedy of Brutus Elegy to the memory of an Unfortunate Lady Prologue to Mr. Addison's Tragedy of Cato Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane Shore The Temple of Fame 3 57 71 93 122 127 ...
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... Forest , where he was , for a few months , under the tuition of another priest , with as- little success as before ; so that he resolved now to become his own master , by reading those classic writers which gave him most entertainment ...
... Forest , where he was , for a few months , under the tuition of another priest , with as- little success as before ; so that he resolved now to become his own master , by reading those classic writers which gave him most entertainment ...
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... Forest , the first part of which was written at the same time with his Pastorals , and his Essay on Criticism in 1709 , were highly received . In 1712 he wrote the " Rape of the Lock , " occa- sioned by a frolic of gallantry , rather ...
... Forest , the first part of which was written at the same time with his Pastorals , and his Essay on Criticism in 1709 , were highly received . In 1712 he wrote the " Rape of the Lock , " occa- sioned by a frolic of gallantry , rather ...
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... FOREST . HAIL ! sacred bard ! a muse unknown before Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . To our dark world thy shining page is shown , And Windsor's gay retreat becomes our own . The eastern pomp had just bespoke our care , And ...
... FOREST . HAIL ! sacred bard ! a muse unknown before Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . To our dark world thy shining page is shown , And Windsor's gay retreat becomes our own . The eastern pomp had just bespoke our care , And ...
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... Forest we receive More lasting glories than the east can give . Where'er we dip in thy delightful page , What pompous ... forests cheer , 25 When Philomela sits and warbles there , Than when you sing the greens and op'ning glades , And ...
... Forest we receive More lasting glories than the east can give . Where'er we dip in thy delightful page , What pompous ... forests cheer , 25 When Philomela sits and warbles there , Than when you sing the greens and op'ning glades , And ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: With His Last Corrections ..., Հատոր 1 Alexander Pope Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1796 |
The Poetical Works: Of Alexander Pope, with His Last Corrections, Additions ... Alexander Pope Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1787 |
The poetical works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions ... Alexander Pope Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1807 |
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Abelard Addison ALEXANDER POPE ancient ANTISTROPHE appear appear'd bard beauty behold blush breast breath bright charms courser crown'd Cynthus Daph Daphne delight Dryden Dunciad earth eclogues envy eternal Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames flocks flood flow'rs forests gales genius glory goddess grace groves hear heart heav'n Homer honour Iliad kind lays Lesbian live Lord Bolingbroke lov'd lyre Mac Flecknoe mournful Muses nature numbers nymph o'er once op'ning pastoral Phaon plains poem poet poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praise pray'r resound rise rocks sacred Sappho satire scene SEMICHORUS shade shepherds shine shore sighs silver sing Sir Richard Steele skies soft song soul spring strains streams Streph sung swains sylvan tears tender thee Theocritus thine thou thought translation trees trembling tuneful verses Virgil weep winds Windsor write youth
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Էջ 21 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer: Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike ; Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike...
Էջ 21 - Dreading ev'n fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little Senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars ev'ry sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise: Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
Էջ 176 - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast: There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow; While angels with their silver wings o'ershade The ground now sacred by thy relics made. So peaceful rests, without a stone, a name, What once had beauty, titles, wealth, and fame.
Էջ 21 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Էջ 174 - Ambition first sprung from your blest abodes, The glorious fault of angels and of gods; Thence to their images on earth it flows, And in the breasts of kings and heroes glows.
Էջ 122 - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise ; And starts amidst the thirsty wilds to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear.
Էջ 17 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Էջ 121 - Oh spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! See, Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring...
Էջ 123 - The lambs with wolves shall graze the verdant mead, And boys in flowery bands the tiger lead : The steer and lion at one crib shall meet, And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet.
Էջ 164 - Thy life a long dead calm of fix'd repose; No pulse that riots, and no blood that glows. Still as the sea, ere winds were taught to blow, Or moving spirit bade the waters flow; Soft as the slumbers of a saint forgiv'n, And mild as op'ning gleams of promis'd heav'n.