The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJ.J. Woodward, 1835 - 442 pages |
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Page xi
... o'er yon devoted wall , hangs And nodding Ilium waits th ' impending fall . Invocation to the catalogue of Ships . Say , Virgins , seated round the throne divine , All - knowing Goddesses ! immortal nine ! Since Earth's wide regions ...
... o'er yon devoted wall , hangs And nodding Ilium waits th ' impending fall . Invocation to the catalogue of Ships . Say , Virgins , seated round the throne divine , All - knowing Goddesses ! immortal nine ! Since Earth's wide regions ...
Page xii
... o'er the dark trees are seen , o'er the dark trees a yellow sheds , O'er the dark trees a yellower green they shed , gleam verdure And tip with silver all the mountain heads forest And tip with silver every mountain's head , The valleys ...
... o'er the dark trees are seen , o'er the dark trees a yellow sheds , O'er the dark trees a yellower green they shed , gleam verdure And tip with silver all the mountain heads forest And tip with silver every mountain's head , The valleys ...
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... o'er ; The hollow winds through naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruins stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed ...
... o'er ; The hollow winds through naked temples roar ; Round broken columns clasping ivy twined ; O'er heaps of ruins stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires , And savage howlings fill the sacred quires . Awed ...
Page 53
... o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround , Rouse the fleet hart , and cheer the opening hound . The impatient courser pants in every vein , And , pawing , seems to beat the distant plain : Hills , vales , and floods appear already ...
... o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround , Rouse the fleet hart , and cheer the opening hound . The impatient courser pants in every vein , And , pawing , seems to beat the distant plain : Hills , vales , and floods appear already ...
Page 55
... O'er all the dreary coasts ! Dreadful gleams , Dismal screams , Fires , that glow , Shrieks of woe , Sullen moans , Hollow groans , And cries of tortured ghosts : But , hark ! he strikes the golden lyre : And see ! the tortured ghosts ...
... O'er all the dreary coasts ! Dreadful gleams , Dismal screams , Fires , that glow , Shrieks of woe , Sullen moans , Hollow groans , And cries of tortured ghosts : But , hark ! he strikes the golden lyre : And see ! the tortured ghosts ...
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Page 97 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us, and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan...
Page 62 - The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; On shining altars of Japan they raise The silver lamp; the fiery spirits blaze: From silver spouts the grateful liquors glide, While China's earth receives the smoking tide: At once they gratify their scent and taste, And frequent cups prolong the rich repast.
Page 56 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, 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.
Page 66 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
Page 118 - His gardens next your admiration call; On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene ; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
Page 56 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
Page 107 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives...
Page 108 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
Page 122 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys: So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
Page 100 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...