The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope: To which is Prefixed a Life of the Author, Volume 2Published for the booksellers, 1828 |
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... wings ) : A train of phantoms in wild order rose , And join'd , this intellectual scene compose . I stood , methought , betwixt earth , seas , and skies ; The whole creation open to my eyes : In air self - balanc'd hung the globe below ...
... wings ) : A train of phantoms in wild order rose , And join'd , this intellectual scene compose . I stood , methought , betwixt earth , seas , and skies ; The whole creation open to my eyes : In air self - balanc'd hung the globe below ...
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... Wings raise her arms , and wings her feet infold ; A thousand busy tongues the goddess bears , A thousand open eyes , and thousand listening ears . Beneath in order rang'd , the tuneful Nine ( Her virgin handmaids ) still attend the ...
... Wings raise her arms , and wings her feet infold ; A thousand busy tongues the goddess bears , A thousand open eyes , and thousand listening ears . Beneath in order rang'd , the tuneful Nine ( Her virgin handmaids ) still attend the ...
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... wing'd colonies first tempt the sky , O'er dusky fields and shaded waters fly , Or , settling , seize the sweets the blossoms yield , And a low murmur runs along the field . Millions of suppliant crowds the shrine attend , And all ...
... wing'd colonies first tempt the sky , O'er dusky fields and shaded waters fly , Or , settling , seize the sweets the blossoms yield , And a low murmur runs along the field . Millions of suppliant crowds the shrine attend , And all ...
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... wings : Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound , Flutters in blood , and panting beats the ground , Ah ! what avail his glossy , varying dyes , His purple crest , and scarlet - circled eyes , The vivid green his shining plumes ...
... wings : Short is his joy ; he feels the fiery wound , Flutters in blood , and panting beats the ground , Ah ! what avail his glossy , varying dyes , His purple crest , and scarlet - circled eyes , The vivid green his shining plumes ...
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... wing . Ev'n I more sweetly pass my careless days , Pleas'd in the silent shade with empty praise ; Enough for me , that to the listening swains First in these fields I sung the sylvan strains EPISTLES . To Robert Earl of Oxford and ...
... wing . Ev'n I more sweetly pass my careless days , Pleas'd in the silent shade with empty praise ; Enough for me , that to the listening swains First in these fields I sung the sylvan strains EPISTLES . To Robert Earl of Oxford and ...
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Página 52 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad...
Página 7 - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring and sudden verdure rise ; And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds, to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear.
Página 43 - Statesman, yet friend to truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gain'd no title, and who lost no friend; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the Muse he loved.
Página 7 - And harmless serpents lick the pilgrim's feet; The smiling infant in his hand shall take The crested basilisk and speckled snake, Pleased the green lustre of the scales survey, And with their forky tongue shall innocently play.
Página 85 - Tis he, who gives my breast a thousand pains, Can make me feel each Passion that he feigns ; Enrage, compose, with more than magic Art, With Pity, and with Terror, tear my heart; And snatch me, o'er the earth, or thro' the air, To Thebes, to Athens, when he will, and where.
Página 188 - Night primaeval and of Chaos old ! Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sick'ning stars fade off th' ethereal plain ; As Argus
Página 52 - Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies ; His wit all see-saw between that and this, Now high, now low, now master up, now miss, And he himself one vile antithesis. Amphibious thing ! that acting either part, The trifling head, or the corrupted heart ; Fop at the toilet, flatterer at the board, Now trips a lady, and now struts a lord. Eve's tempter thus the rabbins have exprest, A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest ; Beauty that shocks you, parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep,...
Página 213 - Kneller, by Heaven, and not a master taught, Whose art was nature, and whose pictures thought ; Now for two ages, having snatch'd from fate Whate'er was beauteous, or whate'er was great, Lies crown'd with Princes' honours, Poets' lays, Due to his merit, and brave thirst of praise.
Página 89 - Indebted to no prince or peer alive, Sure I should want the care of ten Monroes,* 70 If I would scribble rather than repose. Years following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away ; In one our frolics, one amusements end, In one a mistress drops, in one a friend...
Página 188 - 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.