The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1873 - 600 |
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... o'er the whitening vale their fleecy care , Fresh as the morn , and as the season fair : The dawn now blushing on the mountain's side , Thus Daphnis spoke , and Strephon thus reply'd . DAPHNIS . Hear how the birds , on ev'ry bloomy ...
... o'er the whitening vale their fleecy care , Fresh as the morn , and as the season fair : The dawn now blushing on the mountain's side , Thus Daphnis spoke , and Strephon thus reply'd . DAPHNIS . Hear how the birds , on ev'ry bloomy ...
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... O'er golden sands let rich Pactolus flow , And trees weep amber on the banks of Po3 ; Blest Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . DAPHNIS . Celestial Venus haunts Idalia's ...
... O'er golden sands let rich Pactolus flow , And trees weep amber on the banks of Po3 ; Blest Thames's shores the brightest beauties yield , Feed here my lambs , I'll seek no distant field . DAPHNIS . Celestial Venus haunts Idalia's ...
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... o'er the dusky green . Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Beneath yon ' poplar oft we past the day : Oft ' on the rind I carv'd her am'rous vows , While she with garlands hung the bending boughs : The garlands fade , the ...
... o'er the dusky green . Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Beneath yon ' poplar oft we past the day : Oft ' on the rind I carv'd her am'rous vows , While she with garlands hung the bending boughs : The garlands fade , the ...
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... o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic Dove . Ye Heav'ns ! from high the dewy nectar pour , And in soft silence shed the kindly show'r ! The sick and weak the healing plant shall aid , From storms a shelter ...
... o'er its leaves shall move , And on its top descends the mystic Dove . Ye Heav'ns ! from high the dewy nectar pour , And in soft silence shed the kindly show'r ! The sick and weak the healing plant shall aid , From storms a shelter ...
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... o'er , The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ; But useless lances into scythes shall bend , And the broad falchion in a plough - share end . Then palaces shall rise ; the joyful Son * Shall finish what his short - liv'd Sire begun ...
... o'er , The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ; But useless lances into scythes shall bend , And the broad falchion in a plough - share end . Then palaces shall rise ; the joyful Son * Shall finish what his short - liv'd Sire begun ...
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Strona 40 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Strona 274 - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt, that stinks and stings; Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite. Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as...
Strona 74 - The Berries crackle, and the Mill turns round ; On shining Altars of Japan they raise The silver Lamp ; the fiery Spirits blaze. From silver Spouts the grateful Liquors glide, While China's Earth receives the smoking Tide.
Strona 49 - A perfect judge will read each work of wit With the same spirit that its author writ : Survey the whole, nor seek slight faults to find Where Nature moves, and rapture warms the mind ; Nor lose, for that malignant dull delight, The gen'rous pleasure to be charm'd with wit.
Strona 68 - And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil. This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoise here and elephant unite, Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white.
Strona 52 - 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.
Strona 65 - Muse! is due: This, ev'n Belinda may vouchsafe to view: Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, Goddess! could compel A well-bred lord t
Strona 78 - 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...
Strona 277 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Strona 275 - 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.