The Works of Alexander Pope: Esq. with Notes and Illustrations by Himself and Others. To which are Added, a New Life of the Author, an Estimate of His Poetical Character and Writings, and Occasional Remarks, Volume 3J. Rivington, 1824 - English literature |
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Abelard Addison admiration Ćneid ancient appears Aristotle beauty Belinda Boileau Bowles Canto censure character charms COMMENTARY Craggs Critic Dryden Eloisa Eloisa to Abelard epic poetry Epistle Essay Essay on Criticism Euripides Ev'n ev'ry excellent eyes fair false fancy fate fools genius give grace heart heav'n hero Homer honour Horace ideas Iliad IMITATIONS judge judgment Lady language learn'd learning letters lines Lock Longinus Lord lov'd manner mind modern moral Muse nature never NOTES numbers Nymph o'er observed painted Paradise Lost passage passion piece Plato pleas'd poem poet Poet's poetical Pope Pope's pow'r praise precepts Pride quć Quintilian rise Rosicrucian rules sacred satire says sense shews shine Silius Italicus Sophocles soul spirit Sylphs taste tears Thalestris thee thing thou thought tragedy translation trembling true truth Umbriel VARIATIONS verse Vida Virgil Warburton Warton whole writing
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Page 103 - 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.
Page 48 - Tis with our judgments as our watches, none Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
Page 9 - Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain, Here earth and water seem to strive again ; Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, But, as the world, harmoniously confus'd : Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.
Page 188 - This day, black omens threat the brightest fair, That e'er deserv'da watchful spirit's care; Some dire disaster, or by force, or slight; But what, or where, the fates have wrapt in night. Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law, Or some frail china jar receive a flaw; Or stain her honour, or her new brocade; Forget her pray'rs, or miss a masquerade; Or lose her heart, or necklace, at a ball; Or whether Heav'n has doom'd that Shock must fall.
Page 201 - There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen, Practis'd to lisp, and hang the head aside, Faints into airs, and languishes with pride, On the rich quilt sinks with becoming woe, Wrapt in a gown, for sickness, and for show.
Page 83 - While from the bounded level of our mind, Short views we take, nor see the lengths behind; But more advanc'd, behold with strange surprise, New distant scenes of endless science rise!
Page 95 - Words are like leaves ; and where they most abound, Much fruit of sense beneath is rarely found.
Page 178 - To one man's treat, but for another's ball? When Florio speaks what virgin could withstand, If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand? With varying vanities, from every part, They shift the moving Toyshop of their heart; Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword-knots strive, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches drive.
Page 186 - Be kind and courteous to this gentleman ; Hop in his walks, and gambol in his eyes ; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries.
Page 189 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...