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... thou the first true merit to befriend , His praise is lost who stays till all commend . { Short is the date , alas ! of modern rhymes , And ' tis but just to let them live betimes . No longer now that golden age appears , When patriarch ...
... thou the first true merit to befriend , His praise is lost who stays till all commend . { Short is the date , alas ! of modern rhymes , And ' tis but just to let them live betimes . No longer now that golden age appears , When patriarch ...
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... thou find , Why form'd so weak , so little , and so blind ! First , if thou canst , the harder reason guess Why form'd no weaker , blinder , and no less ? Ask of thy mother earth why oaks are made Taller or stronger than the weeds they ...
... thou find , Why form'd so weak , so little , and so blind ! First , if thou canst , the harder reason guess Why form'd no weaker , blinder , and no less ? Ask of thy mother earth why oaks are made Taller or stronger than the weeds they ...
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... thou ! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence ; Call imperfection what thou fanciest such ; Say , here he gives too little , there too much ; Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , if man's ...
... thou ! and in thy scale of sense Weigh thy opinion against Providence ; Call imperfection what thou fanciest such ; Say , here he gives too little , there too much ; Destroy all creatures for thy sport or gust , Yet cry , if man's ...
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... thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony not understood ; All ...
... thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony not understood ; All ...
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... thou fool ! work'd solely for thy good , Thy joy , thy pastime , thy attire , thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn , For him as kindly spreads the flowery lawn : Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his ...
... thou fool ! work'd solely for thy good , Thy joy , thy pastime , thy attire , thy food ? Who for thy table feeds the wanton fawn , For him as kindly spreads the flowery lawn : Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings ? Joy tunes his ...
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ALEXANDER POPE Ambrose Philips ANTISTROPHE Balaam beauty behold bless'd blessing bliss breast breath Cæsar Catiline charms Countess of Suffolk cried critics crown'd dame dear death e'en e'er ease envy EPISTLE ESSAY ON CRITICISM Eurydice Eustace Budgell eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flame fool gentle gold grace Gulliver's Travels happiness heart Heaven honour Houyhnhnm join'd king knave knight lady learn'd learning live lord lov'd lyre man's mankind mind Muse nature nature's ne'er never numbers nymph o'er once Ovid pain parterre passion pleas'd pleasure poet Pope praise pride proud rage rais'd reason rise rules sage Sappho self-love SEMICHORUS sense shade shine sigh skies SMIL soft soul spouse squire taste thee things thou thought true Twas tyrant virtue whate'er whole wife wise youth
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Página 83 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives, Is...
Página 49 - Know then thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle state, A Being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic's pride, He hangs between; in doubt to act, or rest, In doubt to deem himself a God, or Beast; In doubt his Mind or Body to prefer...
Página 153 - The world recedes: it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy Victory? O Death! where is thy Sting.
Página 13 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ : Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where Nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Página 86 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.
Página 7 - First follow Nature, and your judgment frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force, and beauty, must to all impart, At once the source, and end, and test of Art. Art from that fund each just supply provides; Works without show, and without pomp presides: In some fair body thus th...
Página 7 - Want as much more to turn it to its use ; For wit and judgment often are at strife, Though meant each other's aid, like man and wife.
Página 17 - 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...
Página 47 - Cease then, nor order imperfection name : Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point : This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, Heaven bestows on thee.
Página 18 - 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.