The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, المجلد 1 |
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الصفحة xxxiii
... Hermes ' wand oppressed Closed one by one to everlasting rest ; Thus at her
felt approach and secret might , Art after Art goes out and all is Night ; See
skulking Truth to her old cavern fled , Mountains of Casuistry heaped o ' er her
head !
... Hermes ' wand oppressed Closed one by one to everlasting rest ; Thus at her
felt approach and secret might , Art after Art goes out and all is Night ; See
skulking Truth to her old cavern fled , Mountains of Casuistry heaped o ' er her
head !
الصفحة 14
... O ' er the wide fields the furious mother flew , And while her arms a second
hope contain , Sprung from the rocks and plunged into the main . But waive
whate ' er to Cadmus may belong , And fix , O Muse ! the barrier of thy song 20 At
Edipus ...
... O ' er the wide fields the furious mother flew , And while her arms a second
hope contain , Sprung from the rocks and plunged into the main . But waive
whate ' er to Cadmus may belong , And fix , O Muse ! the barrier of thy song 20 At
Edipus ...
الصفحة 15
... And in thy glories more serenely shine ; 40 Though Jove himself no less
content would be , To part his throne and share his heaven with thee : Yet stay ,
great Cæsar ! and vouchsafe to reign O ' er the wide earth , and o ' er the watery
main ...
... And in thy glories more serenely shine ; 40 Though Jove himself no less
content would be , To part his throne and share his heaven with thee : Yet stay ,
great Cæsar ! and vouchsafe to reign O ' er the wide earth , and o ' er the watery
main ...
الصفحة 16
... The wretch then lifted to the unpitying skies Those empty orbs from whence he
tore his eyes , Whose wounds , yet fresh , with bloody hands he strook , While
from his breast these dreadful accents broke . 80 “ Ye gods ! that o ' er the gloomy
...
... The wretch then lifted to the unpitying skies Those empty orbs from whence he
tore his eyes , Whose wounds , yet fresh , with bloody hands he strook , While
from his breast these dreadful accents broke . 80 “ Ye gods ! that o ' er the gloomy
...
الصفحة 17
My sons their old , unhappy sire despise , Spoiled of his kingdom , and deprived
of eyes ; Guideless I wander , unregarded mourn , 105 While these exalt their
sceptres o ' er my urn ; These sons , ye gods ! who with flagitious pride Insult my ...
My sons their old , unhappy sire despise , Spoiled of his kingdom , and deprived
of eyes ; Guideless I wander , unregarded mourn , 105 While these exalt their
sceptres o ' er my urn ; These sons , ye gods ! who with flagitious pride Insult my ...
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الصفحة 203 - Be Homer's works your study and delight, Read them by day, and meditate by night; Thence form your judgment, thence your maxims bring, And trace the Muses upward to their spring.
الصفحة 210 - And value books, as women men, for dress: Their praise is still, — The style is excellent; The sense, they humbly take upon content. Words are like leaves; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
الصفحة 238 - Transformed to combs, the speckled and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows, Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.
الصفحة 199 - Tis hard to say, if greater want of skill Appear in writing or in judging ill ; But, of the two, less dangerous is the offence To tire our patience, than mislead our sense. Some few in that, but numbers err in this ; Ten censure wrong for one who writes amiss : A fool might once himself alone expose : Now one in verse makes many more in prose.
الصفحة 213 - 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 xlv - 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...
الصفحة 239 - 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, 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 260 - ... 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.
الصفحة 236 - And in soft sounds, Your Grace salutes their ear. 'Tis these that early taint the female soul, Instruct the eyes of young Coquettes to roll, Teach Infant-cheeks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a Beau. 90 Oft, when the world imagine women stray, The Sylphs thro' mystic mazes guide their way, Thro' all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new.
الصفحة 240 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.