The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeW.P. Nimmo, 1878 - 448 pages |
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... spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey , All glares alike , without distinction gay : But true expression , like the unchanging sun , Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon , It gilds all objects , but it ...
... spreads on every place ; The face of nature we no more survey , All glares alike , without distinction gay : But true expression , like the unchanging sun , Clears and improves whate'er it shines upon , It gilds all objects , but it ...
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... spreading notion of the town ; They reason and conclude by precedent , 400 410 And own stale nonsense which they ne'er invent . Some judge of authors ' names , not works , and then Nor praise nor blame the writings , but the men . Of ...
... spreading notion of the town ; They reason and conclude by precedent , 400 410 And own stale nonsense which they ne'er invent . Some judge of authors ' names , not works , and then Nor praise nor blame the writings , but the men . Of ...
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... Spread all his sails , and durst the deeps explore : He steered securely , and discovered far , Led by the light of the Mæonian star . Poets , a race long unconfined , and free , Still fond and proud of savage liberty , Received his ...
... Spread all his sails , and durst the deeps explore : He steered securely , and discovered far , Led by the light of the Mæonian star . Poets , a race long unconfined , and free , Still fond and proud of savage liberty , Received his ...
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... spread , Shakes off the dust , and rears his reverend head . 700 Then sculpture and her sister - arts revive ; Stones leaped to form , and rocks began to live ; With sweeter notes each rising temple rung ; A Raphael painted , and a Vida ...
... spread , Shakes off the dust , and rears his reverend head . 700 Then sculpture and her sister - arts revive ; Stones leaped to form , and rocks began to live ; With sweeter notes each rising temple rung ; A Raphael painted , and a Vida ...
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... spreads her hand , the aërial guard Descend , and sit on each important card : First Ariel perched upon a matadore , Then each , according to the rank they bore ; For sylphs , yet mindful of their ancient race , Are , as when women ...
... spreads her hand , the aërial guard Descend , and sit on each important card : First Ariel perched upon a matadore , Then each , according to the rank they bore ; For sylphs , yet mindful of their ancient race , Are , as when women ...
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Page 76 - All nature is but art, unknown to thee ; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see ; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good. And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear,
Page 414 - How loved, 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!
Page 69 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, 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? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Page 18 - But most by numbers judge a poet's song, And smooth or rough, with them, is right or wrong: In the bright muse, though thousand charms conspire, Her voice is all these tuneful fools admire...
Page 15 - Tis not a lip, or eye, we beauty call, But the joint force and full result of all.
Page 165 - tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out : Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, thro...
Page 111 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Page 83 - 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 pity, then embrace.
Page 176 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys; So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Page 112 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.