The Complete Poetical Works of Alexander PopeHoughton, Mifflin, 1903 - 672 páginas |
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... fierce Enomaüs , defil'd with blood ; Where once his steeds their savage ban- quet found , 390 And human bones yet whiten all the ground . Say , can those honours please ? and canst thou love Presumptuous Crete , that boasts the tomb of ...
... fierce Enomaüs , defil'd with blood ; Where once his steeds their savage ban- quet found , 390 And human bones yet whiten all the ground . Say , can those honours please ? and canst thou love Presumptuous Crete , that boasts the tomb of ...
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Alexander Pope. Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye day ! woods ; adieu the light of One leap from yonder cliff shall ...
Alexander Pope. Thou wert from Etna's burning entrails torn , Got by fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born ! Resound , ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye day ! woods ; adieu the light of One leap from yonder cliff shall ...
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... fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky ; Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves , When thro ' the clouds he drives the trem- bling doves : As from the God she flew with furious pace , Or as the God , more furious , urged the chase ...
... fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky ; Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves , When thro ' the clouds he drives the trem- bling doves : As from the God she flew with furious pace , Or as the God , more furious , urged the chase ...
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... fierce tyrant in her stead been found , The poor adorer sure had hang'd or drown'd : But she , your sex's mirror , free from pride , Was much too meek to prove a homicide . But to my tale : Some sages have de- fin'd 440 Pleasure the sov ...
... fierce tyrant in her stead been found , The poor adorer sure had hang'd or drown'd : But she , your sex's mirror , free from pride , Was much too meek to prove a homicide . But to my tale : Some sages have de- fin'd 440 Pleasure the sov ...
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... fierce Tydides wounds the Cyprian Queen ; 189 Here Hector , glorious from Patroclus ' fall , Here , dragg'd in triumph round the Tro- jan wall . Motion and life did ev'ry part inspire , Bold was the work , and prov'd the mas- ter's fire ...
... fierce Tydides wounds the Cyprian Queen ; 189 Here Hector , glorious from Patroclus ' fall , Here , dragg'd in triumph round the Tro- jan wall . Motion and life did ev'ry part inspire , Bold was the work , and prov'd the mas- ter's fire ...
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Página 141 - All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood; All partial Evil, universal Good: And, spite of Pride, in erring Reason's spite, One truth is clear, WHATEVER is, is RIGHT.
Página 90 - Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, And calls forth all the wonders of her face ; Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. The busy sylphs surround their darling care, These set the head, and those divide the hair, Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown ; And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. CANTO II. NOT with more glories, in th...
Página 139 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy Reason would he skip and play ? Pleas'd to the last he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just rais'd to shed his blood.
Página 98 - Cares produce, Or who would learn one earthly Thing of Use ? To patch, nay ogle, might become a Saint, Nor could it sure be such a Sin to paint. But since, alas ! frail Beauty must decay...
Página 72 - 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.
Página 94 - The little engine on his fingers' ends; This just behind Belinda's neck he spread, As o'er the fragrant steams she bends her head. Swift to the lock a thousand sprites repair...
Página 93 - Falls undistinguish'd by the victor spade! Thus far both armies to Belinda yield; Now to the baron fate inclines the field. His warlike Amazon her host invades, Th' imperial consort of the crown of spades.
Página 168 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Página 138 - Say first, of God above, or man below What can we reason, but from what we know? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer?
Página 91 - 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.