The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death, Together with the Commentary and Notes of Mr. Warburton, Volumen1A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, C. Bathurst, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, J. Richardson, B. Law, S. Crowder, T. Longman, T. Field, and T. Caslon, 1760 |
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... boast A nobler cargo on our barren coast : From thy luxuriant Forest we receive More lafting glories than the Eaft can give . 15 Where - e'er we dip in thy delightful page , What pompous scenes our busy thoughts engage ! The pompous ...
... boast A nobler cargo on our barren coast : From thy luxuriant Forest we receive More lafting glories than the Eaft can give . 15 Where - e'er we dip in thy delightful page , What pompous scenes our busy thoughts engage ! The pompous ...
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... boast my name To thine united - for thy Friendship's Fame . This labour past , of heav'nly fubjects fing , 75 While hov'ring angels listen on the wing , a Odyffey , lib . xvi . To hear from earth fuch heart - felt raptures rise ( xli )
... boast my name To thine united - for thy Friendship's Fame . This labour past , of heav'nly fubjects fing , 75 While hov'ring angels listen on the wing , a Odyffey , lib . xvi . To hear from earth fuch heart - felt raptures rise ( xli )
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... from Latian realms this verfe is writ , Infpir'd by memory of ancient Wit : For now no more these climes their influence boast , Fall'n is their glory , and their virtue lost : 19 " From Tyrants , and from Priests , the Mufes 4 ( xliv )
... from Latian realms this verfe is writ , Infpir'd by memory of ancient Wit : For now no more these climes their influence boast , Fall'n is their glory , and their virtue lost : 19 " From Tyrants , and from Priests , the Mufes 4 ( xliv )
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... boast That Liberty corrupted Rome has lost ; Where Science in the arms of Peace is laid , 65 And plants her Palm beneath the Olive's shade . Such was the Theme for which my lyre I ftrung , Such was the People whofe exploits I fung ...
... boast That Liberty corrupted Rome has lost ; Where Science in the arms of Peace is laid , 65 And plants her Palm beneath the Olive's shade . Such was the Theme for which my lyre I ftrung , Such was the People whofe exploits I fung ...
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... exordium and opening of the Paftorals , in imitation of the fixth of Virgil , which fome have therefore not improbably thought to have been the firft originally . In } And carrying with you all the world can boast 2 60 PASTORALS .
... exordium and opening of the Paftorals , in imitation of the fixth of Virgil , which fome have therefore not improbably thought to have been the firft originally . In } And carrying with you all the world can boast 2 60 PASTORALS .
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Página 243 - 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.
Página 146 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Página 261 - 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.
Página 253 - The rebel Knave, who dares his prince engage, Proves the just victim of his royal rage.
Página 186 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; 290 Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, 295 And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Página 245 - Their fluid bodies half dissolv'd in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings.
Página 236 - Soft yielding minds to Water glide away, And sip, with Nymphs, their elemental Tea. The graver Prude sinks downward to a Gnome, In search of mischief still on Earth to roam. The light Coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of Air.
Página 254 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky...
Página 98 - 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. On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
Página 262 - Here living tea-pots stand, one arm held out, One bent ; the handle this, and that the spout...