The Poetical Works of Alex. Pope: With a Sketch of the Author's LifeBaynes and Son, 1825 - 524 من الصفحات |
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... King Street ; W. Booth , Duke Street ; E. Wheatley , Leicester Square ; R. Hoffman , Strand ; H. Steel , Tower Hill ; P. Wright , Broad Street ; Henry Motley , Derby , M. Keene , J. Cumming , C. P. Archer , and R. M. Tims , Dublin and ...
... King Street ; W. Booth , Duke Street ; E. Wheatley , Leicester Square ; R. Hoffman , Strand ; H. Steel , Tower Hill ; P. Wright , Broad Street ; Henry Motley , Derby , M. Keene , J. Cumming , C. P. Archer , and R. M. Tims , Dublin and ...
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... kings , And heap'd with products of Sabean springs ! For thee Idume's spicy forests blow , And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow . See heaven its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the ...
... kings , And heap'd with products of Sabean springs ! For thee Idume's spicy forests blow , And seeds of gold in Ophir's mountains glow . See heaven its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the ...
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... kings first breathed upon her winding shore , Or raise old warriors , whose adored remains In weeping vaults her hallow ... king the marble weeps , And , fast beside him , once - fear'd Edward sleeps : Whom not th ' extended Albion could ...
... kings first breathed upon her winding shore , Or raise old warriors , whose adored remains In weeping vaults her hallow ... king the marble weeps , And , fast beside him , once - fear'd Edward sleeps : Whom not th ' extended Albion could ...
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... kings shall sue , and suppliant states be seen Once more to bend before a British queen . [ woods , Thy trees , fair Windsor ! now shall leave their And half thy forests rush into the floods ; Bear Britain's thunder , and her cross ...
... kings shall sue , and suppliant states be seen Once more to bend before a British queen . [ woods , Thy trees , fair Windsor ! now shall leave their And half thy forests rush into the floods ; Bear Britain's thunder , and her cross ...
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... kings , we lose the conquests gain'd before , By vain ambition still to make them more : Each might his several province well command , Would all but stoop to what they understand First follow nature , and your judgment frame By her ...
... kings , we lose the conquests gain'd before , By vain ambition still to make them more : Each might his several province well command , Would all but stoop to what they understand First follow nature , and your judgment frame By her ...
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الصفحة 268 - 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 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...
الصفحة 226 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw ; And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, O teach my heart To find that better way.
الصفحة 199 - Created half to rise, and half to fall; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd; The glory, jest, and riddle of the world!
الصفحة 52 - 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. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years, slide soft away In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night ; study and ease Together mix'd, sweet recreation, And innocence, which most does please With meditation....
الصفحة 62 - 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.
الصفحة 197 - Vast chain of Being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from Infinite to thee, From thee to Nothing. On superior...
الصفحة 78 - 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.
الصفحة 225 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.
الصفحة 85 - Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine, (The victor cried) the glorious prize is mine ! While fish in streams, or birds delight in air, Or in a coach and six the British fair, As long as Atalantis shall be read...
الصفحة 59 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.