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Alexander Pope,John Butt, James Runcieman Sutherland, Alexander Pope
No preview available - 1963
Addison Alexander Pope appeared Appendix assertion beauty Bolingbroke bookseller Bowles Caryll character charms Chaucer copy correspondence couplet criticism Curll Dean death Dryden Eclogue edition Eteocles Ev'n ev'ry eyes fair flow'rs genius grace groves hand heav'n honour House of Fame imitation Isaiah Johnson king language letters lines live Lord Lansdowne Lord Orrery Lord Oxford manuscript Miscellany muse nature never night numbers nymph o'er octavo original Orrery Ovid passage Pastorals person Phoebus plain poem poet poetical poetry Pope Pope's pow'r praise preface printed publication published quarto reader reign replied Sappho says scene shade shepherd sing skies Spence Statius Swift Temple of Fame Thebes thee Theocritus thou thought tion translation trees truth verse versification Virg Virgil volume Wakefield Walsh Warburton Warton Whiteway wife of Bath Windsor Forest word write written wrote Wycherley youth
Page 309 - Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar : and he laid it upon my mouth, and said, Lo, this hath touched thy lips ; and thine iniquity is taken away, and thy sin purged.
Page 347 - See! from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant 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 unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
Page 312 - Be smooth, ye rocks! ye rapid floods, give way! The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eyeball pour the day: Tis he th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear: The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe.
Page 366 - The time shall come, when free as seas or wind Unbounded Thames ° shall flow for all mankind ; Whole nations enter with each swelling tide, And seas but join the regions they divide ; Earth's distant ends our glory shall behold, And the new world launch forth to seek the old.
Page 366 - Earth's distant Ends our Glory shall behold. And the new World launch forth to seek the Old. Then Ships of uncouth Form shall stem the Tyde, And Feather'd People crowd my wealthy Side.
Page 272 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 340 - Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Page 247 - Sits on the horizon round, a settled gloom, — Not such as wintry storms on mortals shed, Oppressing life, but lovely, gentle, kind, And full of every hope and every joy, The wish of Nature. Gradual sinks the breeze Into a perfect calm, that not a breath Is heard to quiver through the closing woods, Or rustling turn the many-twinkling leaves Of aspen tall.
Page 121 - I am sensible as I ought to be of the scandal I have given by my loose writings; and make what reparation I am able, by this public acknowledgment.