Miscellaneous Poems and TranslationsAlexander Pope Bernard Lintott, 1712 - 376 |
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... ftart from Rest , And all the Furies wake within their Breast . Their tortur'd Minds repining Envy tears , And Hate , engender'd by fufpicious Fears ; And And facred Thirst of Sway ; and all the Ties STATIUS his THEBAIS . 15.
... ftart from Rest , And all the Furies wake within their Breast . Their tortur'd Minds repining Envy tears , And Hate , engender'd by fufpicious Fears ; And And facred Thirst of Sway ; and all the Ties STATIUS his THEBAIS . 15.
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... Pow'r thy own , And fingly fill a fear'd and envy'd Throne ! But the vile Vulgar , ever difcontent , Their growing Fears in fecret Murmurs vent , Still prone to change , tho ' ftill the Slaves Still 18 The FIRST BOOK of.
... Pow'r thy own , And fingly fill a fear'd and envy'd Throne ! But the vile Vulgar , ever difcontent , Their growing Fears in fecret Murmurs vent , Still prone to change , tho ' ftill the Slaves Still 18 The FIRST BOOK of.
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... fear . And one of those who groan beneath the Sway Of Kings impos'd , and grudgingly obey ; ( Whom Envy to the Great , and vulgar Spight With Scandal arm'd , th ' Ignoble Mind's Delight , ) Exclaim'd - O Thebes ! for thee what Fates ...
... fear . And one of those who groan beneath the Sway Of Kings impos'd , and grudgingly obey ; ( Whom Envy to the Great , and vulgar Spight With Scandal arm'd , th ' Ignoble Mind's Delight , ) Exclaim'd - O Thebes ! for thee what Fates ...
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... Fears . So fares a Sailor on the ftormy Main , When Clouds conceal Bootes ' golden Wain , When not a Star its friendly Luftre keeps , Nor trembling Cynthia glimmers on the Deeps ; He dreads the Rocks , and Shoals , and Seas , and ...
... Fears . So fares a Sailor on the ftormy Main , When Clouds conceal Bootes ' golden Wain , When not a Star its friendly Luftre keeps , Nor trembling Cynthia glimmers on the Deeps ; He dreads the Rocks , and Shoals , and Seas , and ...
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... Fear , the Monarch Then to his Inner Court the Guests convey'd ; Where yet thin Fumes from dying Sparks arife , And Duft yet white upon each Altar lies ; The Relicks of a former Sacrifice . [ Fires . The King once more the folemn Rites ...
... Fear , the Monarch Then to his Inner Court the Guests convey'd ; Where yet thin Fumes from dying Sparks arife , And Duft yet white upon each Altar lies ; The Relicks of a former Sacrifice . [ Fires . The King once more the folemn Rites ...
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againſt Allen Argive Argos Arms beſt bleft Bofom Breaſt bright Caufe Charms cou'd Death Defart defcend Defire Deſign Deſpair Diſeaſe dreadful e'er ev'n ev'ry Eyes facred fafe faid fair Fame Fate Fear Feaſt felf fhall fhining fhou'd fing firft firſt flain Flame Flood FLORUS Flow'rs flowing Tears fmall foft fome foon ftill fuch Fury fweet Goddeſs Gods Grace Ground Hair Heav'n himſelf Honour Jove Joys juft juſt Laius laſt leaſt lefs loft Love Maid moſt Mufe Muſe muſt Night Numbers Nymph o'er Ovid Paffion Pallas Phaon pleas'd pleaſe Pleaſure Polynices Pow'r Praiſe preſent Rage raiſe Reaſon reft Reign reſt rifing riſe rofe Sappho ſeen Shade ſhall ſhe ſhine Skies Song Soul ſpread ſtill ſtrong Tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand thro Tow'rs Tranflated trembling Twas Tydeus Vertumnus whofe Whoſe Wife wou'd Youth
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Strona 320 - 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. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With...
Strona 332 - ... in air, Weighs the men's wits against the lady's hair ; The doubtful beam long nods from side to side At length the wits mount up, the hairs subside. See, fierce Belinda on the baron flies, With more than usual lightning in her eyes : Nor fear'd the chief th' unequal fight to try, Who sought no more than on his foe to die.
Strona 325 - Was it for this you took such constant care The bodkin, comb, and essence to prepare? For this your locks in paper durance bound? For this with torturing irons wreathed around?
Strona 330 - All side in parties, and begin th' attack ; Fans clap, silks rustle, and tough whalebones crack ; Heroes' and heroines' shouts confusedly rise, And bass and treble voices strike the skies. No common weapons in their hands are found, Like gods they fight, nor dread a mortal wound. So when bold Homer makes the gods engage...
Strona 323 - While visits shall be paid on solemn days, When num'rous wax-lights in bright order blaze, While nymphs take treats, or...
Strona 334 - The smiles of harlots, and the tears of heirs, Cages for gnats, and chains to yoke a flea, Dried butterflies, and tomes of casuistry. But trust the Muse — she saw it upward rise, Tho...
Strona 293 - For though the muses should prove kind, And fill our empty brain ; Yet if rough Neptune rouse the wind To wave the azure main, Our paper, pen, and ink, and we, Roll up and down our ships at sea.
Strona 326 - She said; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs: (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box justly vain, And the nice conduct of a clouded cane) With earnest eyes, and round unthinking face, He first the snuff-box open'd, then the case, And thus broke out— "My Lord, why, what the devil?
Strona 320 - Propitious Heav'n, and ev'ry pow'r ador'd, But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt.
Strona 320 - But chiefly Love — to Love an altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire. Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize : The pow'rs gave ear, and granted half his pray'r, The rest the winds dispers'd in empty air.