The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed, a Life of the Author ...Z. & B. F. Pratt, 1846 |
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... gold in Ophir's mountains glow : See heaven its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon them in a flood of day ! No more the rising sun4 shall gild the morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn ; But lost , dissolved in ...
... gold in Ophir's mountains glow : See heaven its sparkling portals wide display , And break upon them in a flood of day ! No more the rising sun4 shall gild the morn , Nor evening Cynthia fill her silver horn ; But lost , dissolved in ...
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... glossy , varying dyes , His purple crest , and scarlet circled eyes , The vivid green his shining plumes unfold His painted wings , and breast that flames with gold ! Nor yet , when moist Arcturus clouds the sky , WINDSOR FOREST . 57.
... glossy , varying dyes , His purple crest , and scarlet circled eyes , The vivid green his shining plumes unfold His painted wings , and breast that flames with gold ! Nor yet , when moist Arcturus clouds the sky , WINDSOR FOREST . 57.
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... gold , Swift trouts , diversified with crimson stains , And pikes , the tyrants of the watery plains . Now Cancer glows with Phoebus ' fiery car The youth rush eager to the sylvan war , Swarm o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround ...
... gold , Swift trouts , diversified with crimson stains , And pikes , the tyrants of the watery plains . Now Cancer glows with Phoebus ' fiery car The youth rush eager to the sylvan war , Swarm o'er the lawns , the forest walks surround ...
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... gold : Around his throne the sea - born brothers stood , Who swell with tributary urns his flood . First the famed authors of his ancient name , The winding Isis , and the fruitful Thame : The Kennet swift , for silver eels renown'd ...
... gold : Around his throne the sea - born brothers stood , Who swell with tributary urns his flood . First the famed authors of his ancient name , The winding Isis , and the fruitful Thame : The Kennet swift , for silver eels renown'd ...
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... gold , From heaven itself though sevenfold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; These now no more shall be the muses ' themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron squadrons ...
... gold , From heaven itself though sevenfold Nilus flows , And harvests on a hundred realms bestows ; These now no more shall be the muses ' themes , Lost in my fame , as in the sea their streams . Let Volga's banks with iron squadrons ...
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The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of ... Alexander Pope Visualização completa - 1853 |
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Addison Adrastus Æneid ancient Argos arms Balaam bear beauty behold bless bless'd bliss blood breast breath bright charms cried crown'd Cynthus dame death Dryope Dunciad e'en e'er earth EPISTLE Eteocles eternal eyes fair fame fate fire fix'd flames flowers fools fury give glory Gnome gods grace groves hair happiness heart Heaven honour Iliad Jove king learn'd live lord Lord Bolingbroke lyre maid mankind mind mournful muse nature ne'er night numbers nymph o'er once pass'd passion Phaon plain pleasure poet Polynices Pope praise pride proud rage reign rise sacred Sappho sense shade shine sighs sing Sir Richard Steele skies soft soul spread spring streams swell Sylphs taught tears Thalestris Thebes thee thine things thou trees trembling Twas Tydeus tyrant Vertumnus virtue wife winds wise wretched youth
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Página 73 - 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 84 - 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.
Página 120 - 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...
Página 104 - Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Página 80 - A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
Página 84 - 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 100 - 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. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, while others plait the gown; And Betty's praised for labours not her own. CANTO II NOT with more glories, in th...
Página 288 - She, who ne'er answers till a husband cools, Or, if she rules him, never shows she rules ; Charms by accepting, by submitting sways, Yet has her humour most, when she obeys...
Página 80 - OF all the causes which conspire to blind Man's erring judgment, and misguide the mind, What the weak head with strongest bias rules, Is pride, the never-failing vice of fools.
Página 83 - Words are like leaves, and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found. 310 False eloquence, like the prismatic glass, Its gaudy colours spreads on every place ; The face of Nature we no more survey, All glares alike, without distinction gay ; But true expression, like th' unchanging sun, Clears, and improves whate'er it shines upon ; It gilds all objects, but it alters none.