The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Letters (Google eBook)

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J. and P. Knapton, 1752
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Page 12 - My dear, it is only this, that you will never marry an old man again.
Page 35 - ... radiations ; and when you have a mind to light it up, it affords you a very different scene. It is...
Page 125 - I know not but I may call upon you at my hearing, to say somewhat about my way of spending my time at the Deanery, which did not seem calculated towards managing plots and conspiracies.
Page 151 - I am quite out of the world, and there is fcarce any thing that can reach me except the noife of thunder, which undoubtedly you have heard too. We have read in old authors of high towers levelled by it to the ground, while the humble valleys have...
Page 148 - Parnell and I have been inseparable ever since you went. We are now at the Bath, where (if you are not, as I heartily hope, better engaged) your coming would be the greatest pleasure to us in the world. Talk not of expenses: Homer shall support his children. I beg a line from you, directed to the Post-house in Bath. Poor Parnell is in an ill state of health.
Page 278 - Hear this, and tremble ! you who 'scape the laws. Yes, while I live, no rich or noble knave Shall walk the world, in credit, to his grave.
Page 12 - Catechism, as a kind of hint of the order of time in which they are to be taken.
Page 131 - Remember it was at such a time, that the greatest lights of antiquity dazzled and blazed the most, in their retreat, in their exile, or in their death. But why do I talk of dazzling or blazing ? it was then that they did good, that they gave light, and that they became guides to mankind.
Page 231 - And this for the very reason, which possibly might hinder you coming, that my poor mother is dead. I thank God, her death was as easy as her life was innocent ; and as it cost her not a groan, or even a sigh, there is yet upon her countenance such an expression of tranquillity, nay, almost of pleasure, that it is even amiable to behold it.
Page 144 - I am, when every day the performances of others appear more beautiful and excellent, and my own more despicable.

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