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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... must stand as it was , and that Shakespear himfelf , had not always paid ftrict Regard to the Rules of it ; but this was to clear the Scenes from the Rubbish which Actors , and those into whofe Care they had fell , had filled them : For ...
... must stand as it was , and that Shakespear himfelf , had not always paid ftrict Regard to the Rules of it ; but this was to clear the Scenes from the Rubbish which Actors , and those into whofe Care they had fell , had filled them : For ...
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... must stoop to gain her , Throw all my gay Comparisons afide , And turn my proud Additions out of Service : 2 Saith Henriquez of a Maiden of low Condition , ob- Saith 4 Memoirs of the Life and Writings I allow thefe Reafous to be truly ...
... must stoop to gain her , Throw all my gay Comparisons afide , And turn my proud Additions out of Service : 2 Saith Henriquez of a Maiden of low Condition , ob- Saith 4 Memoirs of the Life and Writings I allow thefe Reafous to be truly ...
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... must own , I think , a Man needs be no great Oedipus to folve the Difficulty of this Paffage . No- thing has ever been more common than for Lovers to compare their Miftreffes Eyes to Suns and Stars . And what does Henriquez fay more ...
... must own , I think , a Man needs be no great Oedipus to folve the Difficulty of this Paffage . No- thing has ever been more common than for Lovers to compare their Miftreffes Eyes to Suns and Stars . And what does Henriquez fay more ...
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... must be corrected , before it can be understood . Grat . My Eyes , my Lord , can look as fwift as yours ; You faw the Mistress , I beheld the Maid : You lov'd ;. I lov'd : ( For Intermiffion No more pertains to me , my Lord than you ...
... must be corrected , before it can be understood . Grat . My Eyes , my Lord , can look as fwift as yours ; You faw the Mistress , I beheld the Maid : You lov'd ;. I lov'd : ( For Intermiffion No more pertains to me , my Lord than you ...
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... must be help'd out thus : atq ; Ego fum mihi . Now I humbly conceive , in Strictness of Ex- preffion , a Man can no more be like himself , than a Thing be its own Parallel . But to confine myself to Shakespear : I doubt not but I can ...
... must be help'd out thus : atq ; Ego fum mihi . Now I humbly conceive , in Strictness of Ex- preffion , a Man can no more be like himself , than a Thing be its own Parallel . But to confine myself to Shakespear : I doubt not but I can ...
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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.