The works of Alexander Pope. With his last corrections, additions, and improvements; together with all his notes: pr. verbatim from the octavo ed. of mr. Warburton, Volume 11754 |
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... the skies . W. WY CHERLEY . 50 To Mr. POPE , on his Windfor - Forest . AIL , facred Bard ! a Mufe unknown before HALL Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . To our dark world thy fhining page is shown , And Windfor's gay retreat ...
... the skies . W. WY CHERLEY . 50 To Mr. POPE , on his Windfor - Forest . AIL , facred Bard ! a Mufe unknown before HALL Salutes thee from the bleak Atlantic shore . To our dark world thy fhining page is shown , And Windfor's gay retreat ...
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... The Tale be told , when shades forfake her fhore , The Nymph be sung , when she can flow no more . Nor fhall thy fong , old Thames ! forbear to shine , At once the subject and the fong divine . Peace , fung by thee , fhall please ev'n ...
... The Tale be told , when shades forfake her fhore , The Nymph be sung , when she can flow no more . Nor fhall thy fong , old Thames ! forbear to shine , At once the subject and the fong divine . Peace , fung by thee , fhall please ev'n ...
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... the nine harmonious maids , Of old affembled in the Thespian shades ; What theme , they cry'd , what high immortal air , Befit these harps to found , and thee to hear ? Reply'd the God ; " Your loftieft notes employ , S " To fing young ...
... the nine harmonious maids , Of old affembled in the Thespian shades ; What theme , they cry'd , what high immortal air , Befit these harps to found , and thee to hear ? Reply'd the God ; " Your loftieft notes employ , S " To fing young ...
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... The brighteft Ancients might at once agree To fing within my lays , and fing of thee . Horace himfelf would own thou doft excell In candid arts to play the Critic well . Ovid himself might wish to fing the Dame Whom Windfor Foreft fees ...
... The brighteft Ancients might at once agree To fing within my lays , and fing of thee . Horace himfelf would own thou doft excell In candid arts to play the Critic well . Ovid himself might wish to fing the Dame Whom Windfor Foreft fees ...
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Alexander Pope. How might he tune th ' alternate reed with thee , Perhaps a Strephon thou , a Daphnis he ; While fome old Damon , o'er the vulgar wife , Thinks he deferves , and thou deferv ft the Prize ? Rapt with the thought , my fancy ...
Alexander Pope. How might he tune th ' alternate reed with thee , Perhaps a Strephon thou , a Daphnis he ; While fome old Damon , o'er the vulgar wife , Thinks he deferves , and thou deferv ft the Prize ? Rapt with the thought , my fancy ...
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Page 117 - Which lives as long as fools are pleas'd to laugh. Some valuing those of their own side or mind, Still make themselves the measure of mankind : Fondly we think we honour merit then, When we but praise ourselves in other men.
Page 112 - 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 157 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky...
Page 145 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, 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.
Page 118 - Where a new world leaps out at his command, And ready nature waits upon his hand ; When the ripe colours...
Page 149 - Their fluid bodies half dissolv'd in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings.
Page 148 - 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. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With...
Page 46 - On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
Page 145 - 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...
Page 108 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine. And glittering thoughts struck out at every line; Pleased with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring chaos and wild heap of wit.