Miscellaneous Poems and TranslationsAlexander Pope Bernard Lintott, 1712 - 376 |
Z wnętrza książki
Wyniki 1 - 5 z 33
Strona
... Friend . By Mr. Edmund Smith . P. 149 The Dream . The Fifth Elegy of the Third Book of Ovid's Amours . By Mr. Cromwell . p . 164 On a Mifcellany of Poems . To Bernard Lintott . P. 168 Verfes defign'd to be prefix'd to Mr. Lintott's Mi ...
... Friend . By Mr. Edmund Smith . P. 149 The Dream . The Fifth Elegy of the Third Book of Ovid's Amours . By Mr. Cromwell . p . 164 On a Mifcellany of Poems . To Bernard Lintott . P. 168 Verfes defign'd to be prefix'd to Mr. Lintott's Mi ...
Strona 60
... Best are Guilty by Mistake . Thus , while they all for Publick Good intend To bring a Tyrant to untimely End , The over - zealous Brutus Stabs his Friend . Third SONG after the third A & . Chorus of 60 Miscellaneous POEMS and.
... Best are Guilty by Mistake . Thus , while they all for Publick Good intend To bring a Tyrant to untimely End , The over - zealous Brutus Stabs his Friend . Third SONG after the third A & . Chorus of 60 Miscellaneous POEMS and.
Strona 63
... freed from War's Allarms , ) And Mulets too heavy to be born : May the beware of Foreign Arms , And send them back with noble Scorn . And , for Reward , & c . May May she no more confide in Friends Who nothing farther TRANSLATIONS . 63.
... freed from War's Allarms , ) And Mulets too heavy to be born : May the beware of Foreign Arms , And send them back with noble Scorn . And , for Reward , & c . May May she no more confide in Friends Who nothing farther TRANSLATIONS . 63.
Strona 64
Alexander Pope. May she no more confide in Friends Who nothing farther understood , Than only , for their private Ends , To waste her Wealth , and spill her Blood . And , for Reward , & c . Our greatest Patriots Jove reftrain From ...
Alexander Pope. May she no more confide in Friends Who nothing farther understood , Than only , for their private Ends , To waste her Wealth , and spill her Blood . And , for Reward , & c . Our greatest Patriots Jove reftrain From ...
Strona 69
... Friend . But if oppos'd to what my Thoughts approve , Nor Pluto's Rage there be , nor Pow'r of Jove , On its dark Side , if thou the Prospect take , Grant all forgot beyond black Lethe's Lake : In total Death suppose the Mortal lye , No ...
... Friend . But if oppos'd to what my Thoughts approve , Nor Pluto's Rage there be , nor Pow'r of Jove , On its dark Side , if thou the Prospect take , Grant all forgot beyond black Lethe's Lake : In total Death suppose the Mortal lye , No ...
Inne wydania - Wyświetl wszystko
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
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
Popularne fragmenty
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.