Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Alexander Pope, Esq;: Faithfully Collected from Authentic Authors, Original Manuscripts, and the Testimonies of Many Persons of Credit and Honour: with Critical Observations. Adorned with the Heads of Divers Illustrious Persons, Treated of in These Memoirs, Curiously Engrav'd by the Best Hands. In Two Volumes, المجلد 2his Majesty's authority, 1745 |
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... seems to be far from thinking them safe as to their Fame ; thus he speaks to the World . " In this Office of collecting my Pieces , I am " altogether uncertain , whether to look upon my- " felf as a Man building a Monument , or burying ...
... seems to be far from thinking them safe as to their Fame ; thus he speaks to the World . " In this Office of collecting my Pieces , I am " altogether uncertain , whether to look upon my- " felf as a Man building a Monument , or burying ...
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... seems to study , thinks of you : Juft when his Fancy points your fprightly Eyes , Or fees the Blufh of Partheniffa rife , Gay pats my Shoulder , and you vanifh quite ; Streets , Chairs , and Coxcombs , rufh upon my Sight ; Vext to be ...
... seems to study , thinks of you : Juft when his Fancy points your fprightly Eyes , Or fees the Blufh of Partheniffa rife , Gay pats my Shoulder , and you vanifh quite ; Streets , Chairs , and Coxcombs , rufh upon my Sight ; Vext to be ...
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... seems wholly to have ow'd what is not his own , as to Numbers , to Waller and Dryden , and two better Masters none need ftudy ; he lov'd Cowley , but co pied nothing from him , and Chaucer as a Wit , but for Numbers , our Language was ...
... seems wholly to have ow'd what is not his own , as to Numbers , to Waller and Dryden , and two better Masters none need ftudy ; he lov'd Cowley , but co pied nothing from him , and Chaucer as a Wit , but for Numbers , our Language was ...
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... seems good in his own Eyes , as if there were no King , no Prieft , no Poet in Ifrael . But I find myself oblig'd to touch a Point , on which I must be more ferious ; it well deferves I should I mean the malicious Applicatiou of the Cha ...
... seems good in his own Eyes , as if there were no King , no Prieft , no Poet in Ifrael . But I find myself oblig'd to touch a Point , on which I must be more ferious ; it well deferves I should I mean the malicious Applicatiou of the Cha ...
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... ill Effect , and make the Building look at once finical and heavy . What seems of the best Tafte , • Tafte , is that Front towards the Gardens , of ALEXANDER POPE , Efq ; 93 I Will not defcribe Blenheim in particular, not to ...
... ill Effect , and make the Building look at once finical and heavy . What seems of the best Tafte , • Tafte , is that Front towards the Gardens , of ALEXANDER POPE , Efq ; 93 I Will not defcribe Blenheim in particular, not to ...
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الصفحة 319 - With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a God or Beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and...
الصفحة 69 - So proud, so grand ; of that stupendous air, Soft and agreeable come never there. Greatness, with Timon, dwells in such a draught As brings all Brobdignag before your thought. To compass this, his building is a town, His pond an ocean, his parterre a down...
الصفحة 183 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or, at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
الصفحة 373 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge Thy foe.
الصفحة 369 - When statesmen, heroes, kings, in dust repose Whose sons shall blush their fathers were thy foes, Shall then this verse to future age pretend Thou wert my guide, philosopher, and friend,— That urg'd by thee, I turn'd the tuneful art From sounds to things, from fancy to the heart...
الصفحة 121 - Of manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit, a man ; simplicity, a child ; With native humour temp'ring virtuous rage, Form'd to delight at once and lash the age ; Above temptation, in a low estate ; And uncorrupted...
الصفحة 311 - All discord, harmony not understood ; All partial evil, universal good : And, spite of pride, in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
الصفحة 215 - A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
الصفحة 79 - A clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza, when he should engross ? Is there, who, lock'd from ink and paper, scrawls With desp'rate charcoal round his darken'd walls ? All fly to Twit'nam, and in humble strain Apply to me, to keep them mad or vain.
الصفحة 270 - God, her death was as easy as her life was innocent ; and as it cost her not a groan, or even a sigh, there is yet upon her countenance such an expression of tranquillity, nay, almost of pleasure, that it is even amiable to behold it.