The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author ...Z. & B. F. Pratt, 1846 |
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... king , ) His very minister , who spied them first , ( Some say his queen , ) was forced to speak , or burst . And is not mine , my friend , a sorer case , When every coxcomb perks them in my face ? A. Good friend , forbear ! you deal in ...
... king , ) His very minister , who spied them first , ( Some say his queen , ) was forced to speak , or burst . And is not mine , my friend , a sorer case , When every coxcomb perks them in my face ? A. Good friend , forbear ! you deal in ...
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... king might read , a bishop write , Such as sir Robert would approve― F. Indeed ! The case is alter'd - you may then proceed ; In such a case the plaintiff will be hiss'd , My lords the judges laugh , and you're dismiss'd . BOOK II ...
... king might read , a bishop write , Such as sir Robert would approve― F. Indeed ! The case is alter'd - you may then proceed ; In such a case the plaintiff will be hiss'd , My lords the judges laugh , and you're dismiss'd . BOOK II ...
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... king . ' frue , conscious honour , is to feel no sin , He's arm'd without that ' s innocent within ; Be this thy screen , and this thy wall of brass ; Compared to this , a minister ' s an ass . And say , to which shall our applause ...
... king . ' frue , conscious honour , is to feel no sin , He's arm'd without that ' s innocent within ; Be this thy screen , and this thy wall of brass ; Compared to this , a minister ' s an ass . And say , to which shall our applause ...
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... king ; Nay , half in heaven - except ( what's mighty odd ) A fit of vapours clouds this demi - god ! BOOK I. - EPISTLE VI . TO MR . MURRAY . This piece is the most finished of all his imitations , and executed in the high manner the ...
... king ; Nay , half in heaven - except ( what's mighty odd ) A fit of vapours clouds this demi - god ! BOOK I. - EPISTLE VI . TO MR . MURRAY . This piece is the most finished of all his imitations , and executed in the high manner the ...
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... king's example lived and loved . ' Then peers grew proud in horsemanship to excel , Newmarket's glory rose , as Britain's fell ; The soldier breathed the gallantries of France , And every flowery courtier writ romance . Then marble ...
... king's example lived and loved . ' Then peers grew proud in horsemanship to excel , Newmarket's glory rose , as Britain's fell ; The soldier breathed the gallantries of France , And every flowery courtier writ romance . Then marble ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life ..., Volume 2 Alexander Pope Visualização completa - 1828 |
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Página 54 - True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learn'd to dance.
Página 6 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Página 106 - twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon...
Página 12 - Till grown more frugal in his riper days, He paid some bards with port, and some with praise ; To some a dry rehearsal was assign'd, And others (harder still) he paid in kind.
Página 11 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Página 6 - And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove ? Or which must end me, a fool's wrath or love ? A dire dilemma! either way I'm sped, If foes, they write, — if friends, they read me dead.
Página 280 - Some gentle James, to bless the land again ; To stick the doctor's chair into the throne, Give law to words, or war with words alone, Senates and courts with Greek and Latin rule, And turn the council to a grammar school ! For sure, if Dulness sees a grateful day, 'Tis in the shade of arbitrary sway.
Página 14 - What ? that thing of silk, Sporus, that mere white curd of Ass's milk ? Satire or sense, alas! can Sporus feel ? Who breaks a butterfly upon a wheel ? P.
Página 306 - In vain ! They gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion, blushing, veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires. Nor public flame, nor private, dares to shine; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine! Lo! thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restored; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch, lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Página 305 - Heav'n before, Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of Metaphysic begs defence, And Metaphysic calls for aid on Sense! See Mystery to Mathematics fly! In vain! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die, Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares Morality expires.