The poetical works of Alexander Pope, ed. with notes and intr. memoir by A.W. Ward1869 |
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الصفحة viii
... Written in Windsor Forest • 475 To Mrs M. B. on her Birth - Day 475 On Seeing the Ladies at Crux - Easton walk in the Woods by the Grotto Inscription on a Grotto , the Work of Nine Ladies IX . Epigram ( Behold ! ambitious of the British ...
... Written in Windsor Forest • 475 To Mrs M. B. on her Birth - Day 475 On Seeing the Ladies at Crux - Easton walk in the Woods by the Grotto Inscription on a Grotto , the Work of Nine Ladies IX . Epigram ( Behold ! ambitious of the British ...
الصفحة xv
... written ; instead of exhausting itself on even ruby lips and dainty feet , it hovers with inquisitive placidity round ladies ' fans or lapdogs or paper - knives . The ladies themselves could hardly be natural without falling into ...
... written ; instead of exhausting itself on even ruby lips and dainty feet , it hovers with inquisitive placidity round ladies ' fans or lapdogs or paper - knives . The ladies themselves could hardly be natural without falling into ...
الصفحة xix
... written in Latin . After a few months in London we find him once more returned to the retirement of Binfield ; and here- upon ensues a period of five or six years ' close application to study . As with Pope everything was precocious ...
... written in Latin . After a few months in London we find him once more returned to the retirement of Binfield ; and here- upon ensues a period of five or six years ' close application to study . As with Pope everything was precocious ...
الصفحة xx
... writing naturally by slow degrees . Of his appreciation of the distinc- tive styles of several English poets his ... written at of Vergil now universally regarded as spurious , a later age than the Pastorals of Pope . his personal ...
... writing naturally by slow degrees . Of his appreciation of the distinc- tive styles of several English poets his ... written at of Vergil now universally regarded as spurious , a later age than the Pastorals of Pope . his personal ...
الصفحة xxiv
... written by a notorious quack mad - doctor of the day ; and was anonymous . It cannot be assumed with certainty that Addison was at first aware of the identity of its real author . In any case he directed Steele to write a note to its ...
... written by a notorious quack mad - doctor of the day ; and was anonymous . It cannot be assumed with certainty that Addison was at first aware of the identity of its real author . In any case he directed Steele to write a note to its ...
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الصفحة 45 - 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.
الصفحة 92 - How lov'd, 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 ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
الصفحة 77 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
الصفحة 195 - 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 235 - twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — «<• And— Betty— give this Cheek a little Red.
الصفحة 200 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent Spreads undivided, operates unspent, Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart, As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
الصفحة 283 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath. Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky ! On cares like these if length of days attend.
الصفحة 57 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; 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, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
الصفحة 277 - While wits and templars ev'ry 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 tho' my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaister'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
الصفحة 58 - 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 try'd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.