The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 2Ingram, Cooke, 1853 |
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... blood ; Twice taught the Rhine beneath his laws to roll , And stretch'd his empire to the frozen pole , Or long before with early valour strove , In youthful arms to assert the cause of Jove . 30 And thou , great heir of all thy ...
... blood ; Twice taught the Rhine beneath his laws to roll , And stretch'd his empire to the frozen pole , Or long before with early valour strove , In youthful arms to assert the cause of Jove . 30 And thou , great heir of all thy ...
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... blood , And Thetis , near Ismenos ' swelling flood , With dread beheld the rolling surges sweep , In heaps , his slaughtered sons into the deep . What hero , Clio ! wilt thou first relate ? The rage of Tydeus , or the Prophet's fate ...
... blood , And Thetis , near Ismenos ' swelling flood , With dread beheld the rolling surges sweep , In heaps , his slaughtered sons into the deep . What hero , Clio ! wilt thou first relate ? The rage of Tydeus , or the Prophet's fate ...
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... Blood stained her cheeks , and from her mouth there came 150 Blue steaming poisons , and a length of flame . From every blast of her contagious breath Famine and drought proceed , and plagues , and death . A robe obscene was o'er her ...
... Blood stained her cheeks , and from her mouth there came 150 Blue steaming poisons , and a length of flame . From every blast of her contagious breath Famine and drought proceed , and plagues , and death . A robe obscene was o'er her ...
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... blood ; The savage hunter and the haunted wood ? The direful banquet why should I proclaim , 325 And crimes that grieve the trembling gods to name ? Ere I recount the sins of these profane , The sun would sink into the western main ...
... blood ; The savage hunter and the haunted wood ? The direful banquet why should I proclaim , 325 And crimes that grieve the trembling gods to name ? Ere I recount the sins of these profane , The sun would sink into the western main ...
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... blood ; Where once his steeds their savage banquet found , And human bones yet whiten all the ground . Say , can those honours please ; and canst thou love Presumptuous Crete , that boasts the tomb of Jove ! And shall not Tantalus's ...
... blood ; Where once his steeds their savage banquet found , And human bones yet whiten all the ground . Say , can those honours please ; and canst thou love Presumptuous Crete , that boasts the tomb of Jove ! And shall not Tantalus's ...
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Page 183 - 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...
Page 199 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows...
Page 178 - 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?
Page 265 - 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.
Page 198 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
Page 246 - Restore the Lock ! she cries ; and all around, Restore the Lock ! the vaulted roofs rebound. Not fierce Othello in so loud a strain...
Page 245 - Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side ; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Page 178 - 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?
Page 228 - 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...
Page 242 - CANTO V She said: the pitying audience melt in tears; But Fate and Love had stopp'd the baron's ears. In vain Thalestris with reproach assails, For who can move when fair Belinda fails? Not half so fix'd the Trojan could remain.