The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: In Nine Volumes Complete, with His Last Corrections, Additions, and Improvements, as They Were Delivered to the Editor a Little Before His Death, Together with the Commentary and Notes of Mr. Warburton, Bind 1A. Millar, J. and R. Tonson, C. Bathurst, R. Baldwin, W. Johnston, J. Richardson, B. Law, S. Crowder, T. Longman, T. Field, and T. Caslon, 1760 |
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... fafe arriv'd in Port ; I little thought of launching forth agen , Amidst advent'rous Rovers of the Pen : And after fo much undeferv'd fuccefs , Thus hazarding at last to make it lefs . Encomiums fuit not this cenforious time , Itself a ...
... fafe arriv'd in Port ; I little thought of launching forth agen , Amidst advent'rous Rovers of the Pen : And after fo much undeferv'd fuccefs , Thus hazarding at last to make it lefs . Encomiums fuit not this cenforious time , Itself a ...
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... fafe , Which liv'd as long as fools were pleas'd to laugh . NOTES . heart . This Hero of incomprehenfible fame fuffered a mifer- able reverse at Oxford in the time of Henry VIII . That grave Antiquary , Mr. Antony Wood ( in the ...
... fafe , Which liv'd as long as fools were pleas'd to laugh . NOTES . heart . This Hero of incomprehenfible fame fuffered a mifer- able reverse at Oxford in the time of Henry VIII . That grave Antiquary , Mr. Antony Wood ( in the ...
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... fafe , Which lives as long as fools are pleas'd to laugh . ] This is an admirable fatire on those called Authors in fashion ; the men who get the laugh on their fide . He fhews , on how pitiful a bafis their reputation ftands , the ...
... fafe , Which lives as long as fools are pleas'd to laugh . ] This is an admirable fatire on those called Authors in fashion ; the men who get the laugh on their fide . He fhews , on how pitiful a bafis their reputation ftands , the ...
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... fafe than Paul's church yard : Nay , fly to Altars ; there they'll talk you dead ; For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread . 625 Diftrustful sense with modeft caution fpeaks , It still looks home , and short excursions makes ; But ...
... fafe than Paul's church yard : Nay , fly to Altars ; there they'll talk you dead ; For Fools rush in where Angels fear to tread . 625 Diftrustful sense with modeft caution fpeaks , It still looks home , and short excursions makes ; But ...
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againſt ancient Author beauty becauſe beſt boaſt breaſt caufe cauſe COMMENTARY confifts Critic Cynthus Dæmons DAPHNI deferve eaſe Eclogue ev'n ev'ry eyes facred fafe faid fair falfe fame fate fatire fecond feem fenfe fhade fhall fhews fhining fide fighs filver fince fing firft firſt flow'rs foft fome foon foreft fpirit ftill fubject fuch fung Genius Gnome grace groves heav'n himſelf Homer IMITATIONS infpire itſelf judge judgment juft juſt laft laſt lefs moſt Mufe Mufic Muſe muſt Nature NOTES numbers nymph o'er obferves occafion paffions Paftoral paſt pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem Poet Poet's Poetry pow'r praiſe pride Quintilian raiſe reafon reft rife riſe ſcene ſeem ſenſe ſhades ſhall ſhe ſhine ſhore ſhould ſkies ſpread ſpring ſtill ſtrain ſtreams Sylphs thee thefe themſelves Theocritus theſe thofe thoſe thou thro true Umbriel uſe VARIATIONS verfe Virg Virgil whofe whoſe write
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Side 243 - 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. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
Side 146 - HAPPY the man whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground ; Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire ; Whose trees in Summer yield him shade, In Winter fire.
Side 261 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew^ And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel, a dusky, melancholy sprite, As ever sullied the fair face of light, Down to the central earth, his proper scene, Repair'd to search the gloomy cave of Spleen.
Side 253 - The rebel Knave, who dares his prince engage, Proves the just victim of his royal rage.
Side 186 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; 290 Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, 295 And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Side 245 - Their fluid bodies half dissolv'd in light. Loose to the wind their airy garments flew, Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings, Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings.
Side 236 - Soft yielding minds to Water glide away, And sip, with Nymphs, their elemental Tea. The graver Prude sinks downward to a Gnome, In search of mischief still on Earth to roam. The light Coquettes in Sylphs aloft repair, And sport and flutter in the fields of Air.
Side 254 - He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, And falls like thunder on the prostrate ace. The nymph exulting fills with shouts the sky...
Side 98 - 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. On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
Side 262 - Here living tea-pots stand, one arm held out, One bent ; the handle this, and that the spout...