The British Poets: Including Translations ...C. Whittingham, 1822 |
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الصفحة 15
... gold and jewels cover every part , And hide with ornaments their want of art . True wit is Nature to advantage dress'd , What oft was thought , but ne'er so well express'd ; Something whose truth convinced at sight we find , That gives ...
... gold and jewels cover every part , And hide with ornaments their want of art . True wit is Nature to advantage dress'd , What oft was thought , but ne'er so well express'd ; Something whose truth convinced at sight we find , That gives ...
الصفحة 35
... gold . To be content's his natural desire ; He asks no angel's wing , no seraph's fire ; But thinks , admitted to that equal sky , His faithful dog shall bear him company . 4. Go , wiser thou ! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy ...
... gold . To be content's his natural desire ; He asks no angel's wing , no seraph's fire ; But thinks , admitted to that equal sky , His faithful dog shall bear him company . 4. Go , wiser thou ! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy ...
الصفحة 46
... gold or glory , please , Or ( oft more strong than all ) the love of ease ; Through life ' tis follow'd , e'en at life's expense ; The merchant's toil , the sage's indolence , The monk's humility , the hero's pride , All , all alike ...
... gold or glory , please , Or ( oft more strong than all ) the love of ease ; Through life ' tis follow'd , e'en at life's expense ; The merchant's toil , the sage's indolence , The monk's humility , the hero's pride , All , all alike ...
الصفحة 50
... gold , amuse his riper stage , And beads and prayer - books are the toys of age : Pleased with this bauble still , as that before , Till tired he sleeps , and life's poor play is o'er . Meanwhile , Opinion gilds with varying rays Those ...
... gold , amuse his riper stage , And beads and prayer - books are the toys of age : Pleased with this bauble still , as that before , Till tired he sleeps , and life's poor play is o'er . Meanwhile , Opinion gilds with varying rays Those ...
الصفحة 56
... gold undress'd , Unbribed , unbloody , stood the blameless priest : Heaven's attribute was universal care , death its o And man's prerogative to rule , but spare . Ah ! how unlike the man of times to come ! Of half that live , the ...
... gold undress'd , Unbribed , unbloody , stood the blameless priest : Heaven's attribute was universal care , death its o And man's prerogative to rule , but spare . Ah ! how unlike the man of times to come ! Of half that live , the ...
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ALEXANDER POPE ANTISTROPHE Balaam Bavius beauty behold bless'd blessing bliss breast breath Cæsar Catiline charms cried crown'd cursed dame dear death divine Dunciad e'en e'er ease envy EPISTLE eternal Eurydice eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flame fool gentle give GODFREY KNELLER gold grace happiness hate heart Heaven honour join'd kings knave knight learn'd learning live lord Lord Bolingbroke lyre man's mankind mind mortal Muse Nature Nature's ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once pain Parnassian parterre pass'd passion Phryné pleased pleasure poet Pope praise pride Procris proud rage reason rest rise rules sage Sappho Self-love SEMICHORUS sense shade shine sigh skies SMIL soft Sophonisba soul spouse taste tears tell thee thine things thou thought true truth Twas tyrant Vex'd virtue WESTMINSTER ABBEY whate'er whole wife wise
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الصفحة 32 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
الصفحة 6 - Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss ; A fool might once himself alone expose, Now one in verse makes many more in prose. 'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
الصفحة 17 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence. The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
الصفحة 218 - And when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own? As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame, I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came...
الصفحة 126 - 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.
الصفحة 8 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature! still divinely bright, One clear, unchang'd, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides : In some fair body thus th...
الصفحة 38 - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam : Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green : Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood ? The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line : In the nice bee, what sense so subtly true From pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew?
الصفحة 34 - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher, Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never Is, but always to be blest ; The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
الصفحة 63 - Some are and must be greater than the rest, More rich, more wise: but who infers from hence That such are happier, shocks all common sense.
الصفحة 16 - 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.