An Essay on the Genius and Writings of Pope ...
W.J. and J. Richardson, 1806
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Addison admirable affected ancient appear beautiful Boileau called Cant celebrated character circumstances composition Corneille critic death Dryden elegant epistle equal Essay excellent expressed eyes French frequently genius give given grace hand head Homer idea images imagination imitated instance introduced Italy kind king language lately learned letters lines lively Lost manner mean mentioned merit Milton mind nature never o'er objects observed occasion once opinion original painted particularly passage passion perhaps person picture piece pleasing poem poet poetical poetry POPE present proper Racine reader remarkable represented rules satire says scene seems sentiments speak species spirit story strokes sublime taken taste thing third thought tion tragedy translated true verses Virgil whole writer written
الصفحة 145 - 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...
الصفحة 224 - Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, -. With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries. The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs, And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes...
الصفحة 134 - Alps we try, Mount o'er the vales, and seem to tread the sky, Th' eternal snows appear already past, And the first clouds and mountains seem the last: But, those attain'd, we tremble to survey The growing labours of the lengthen'd way, Th' increasing prospect tires our wand'ring eyes.
الصفحة 7 - Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old Bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream : Ay me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there...
الصفحة 315 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
الصفحة 220 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
الصفحة 390 - Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave ; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven •, The roof was fretted gold.
الصفحة 223 - On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily. Merrily, merrily shall I live now Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
الصفحة 130 - From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
الصفحة 148 - Poets that lasting marble seek Must carve in Latin or in Greek, We write in sand, our language grows, And like the tide our work o'erflows.