The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Volume 1William Pickering, 1831 |
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... heart ; which is , that young as I am , and old as you are , I am your entirely affectionate , & c . " Wycherley , intending to publish a new edition of his Fugitive Poems , entrusted the correction of them to Pope , who continued for ...
... heart ; which is , that young as I am , and old as you are , I am your entirely affectionate , & c . " Wycherley , intending to publish a new edition of his Fugitive Poems , entrusted the correction of them to Pope , who continued for ...
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... heart . This humble praise , lamented shade , receive , This praise , at least , a grateful Muse may give ; The Muse whose early voice you taught to sing , Prescrib'd her heights , and prun'd her tender wing , Her guide now lost , no ...
... heart . This humble praise , lamented shade , receive , This praise , at least , a grateful Muse may give ; The Muse whose early voice you taught to sing , Prescrib'd her heights , and prun'd her tender wing , Her guide now lost , no ...
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... heart in it , which may make posterity think I was in love . I can scarce find in my heart to leave out the conclusion I once intended for it . " Whatever fair one might have been originally alluded to in the concluding lines of that ...
... heart in it , which may make posterity think I was in love . I can scarce find in my heart to leave out the conclusion I once intended for it . " Whatever fair one might have been originally alluded to in the concluding lines of that ...
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... heart ; He , stretch'd unseen in coverts hid from day , Bleeds drop by drop , and pants his life away . " Between Pope and Lady Mary no open quarrel had as yet taken place . Parnelle died in 1717 , and during the fol- lowing year , Pope ...
... heart ; He , stretch'd unseen in coverts hid from day , Bleeds drop by drop , and pants his life away . " Between Pope and Lady Mary no open quarrel had as yet taken place . Parnelle died in 1717 , and during the fol- lowing year , Pope ...
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... hearts , have branded even his last moments , as wrongfully as they did his life , with irreligion . You must have heard many tales on this subject ; but if ever there was a good Christian without knowing himself to be so , it was Dr ...
... hearts , have branded even his last moments , as wrongfully as they did his life , with irreligion . You must have heard many tales on this subject ; but if ever there was a good Christian without knowing himself to be so , it was Dr ...
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Addison Adrastus ALEXANDER POPE appears Arbuthnot bear beauty Belinda breast bright Brutus charms Curll death Dryope Dunciad E'en edition Edmund Curll Eloisa Eloisa to Abelard Epistle Essay Eteocles eyes fair fame fate flames flowers Forest fury give gods grace groves hair Halifax hand heart heaven Homer honour Iliad IMITATIONS John Searle Jove kings Lady letter Lintot live Lock Lord Bolingbroke Lord Halifax Lord Harvey maid Martha Blount mournful Muses never night numbers nymph o'er pastoral Phoebus plain poem poet poetry Pope Pope's printed published rage reign rise Roscoe sacred Sappho Satires says shades shining sighs sing Singer skies soul Spence Spence's Anecdotes spring swains Swift sylphs tears Thalestris Thebes thee things thou thought throne tion translation trembling Twickenham verses Vertumnus volume Warburton William Trumbull winds write Wycherley youth
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Page 76 - 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.
Page lvii - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 96 - Now Jove suspends his golden scales in air, Weighs the Men's wits against the Lady's hair; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side; At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. \ See, fierce Belinda on the Baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes: \ , ,. Nor feared the Chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Page 76 - This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box.
Page 77 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire.
Page 41 - Swift fly the years, and rise the expected morn ! Oh, spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring : See lofty Lebanon his head advance, See nodding forests on the mountains dance, See spicy clouds from lowly Saron rise, And Carmel's flowery top perfumes the skies ! Hark ! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers ; Prepare the way ! a God, a God appears ! A God, a God ! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim...
Page 91 - She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs : (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane...
Page 84 - Hand, and mourn'd his captive Queen: He springs to Vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like Thunder on the prostrate Ace. The Nymph exulting fills with Shouts the Sky; The Walls, the Woods, and long Canals reply. 100 Oh thoughtless Mortals ! ever blind to Fate, Too soon dejected, and too soon elate ! Sudden, these Honours shall be snatch'd away, And curs'd for ever this Victorious Day.
Page cxxiii - ... into the Motives that might induce him in his Satyrical Works, to be so frequently fond of Mr. Cibber's Name.
Page 73 - Then gay ideas crowd the vacant brain, While peers, and dukes, and all their sweeping train, And garters, stars, and coronets appear, And in soft sounds, Your Grace salutes their ear.