Miscellaneous Poems and Translations, Volumen1Alexander Pope Bernard Lintot, 1722 - 288 páginas |
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... youth ferments your And purer fpirits fwell the sprightly flood , [ blood . Now range the hills , the thickest woods befet , Wind the fhrill horn , or spread the waving net . When milder autumn fummer's heat fucceeds , And in the new ...
... youth ferments your And purer fpirits fwell the sprightly flood , [ blood . Now range the hills , the thickest woods befet , Wind the fhrill horn , or spread the waving net . When milder autumn fummer's heat fucceeds , And in the new ...
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... youth rufh eager to the fylvan war ; Swarm o'er the lawns , the foreft walks furround , Rowze the fleet hart , and chear the op'ning hound . Th ' impatient courfer pants in ev'ry vein , And Th'im- and TRANSLATIONS . 13.
... youth rufh eager to the fylvan war ; Swarm o'er the lawns , the foreft walks furround , Rowze the fleet hart , and chear the op'ning hound . Th ' impatient courfer pants in ev'ry vein , And Th'im- and TRANSLATIONS . 13.
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... youth ftrain up the threat'ning fteep , Rush thro ' the thickets , down the vallies fweep , Hang o'er their courfers heads with eager speed , And earth rolls back beneath the flying fteed . Let old Arcadia boaft her ample plain , Th ...
... youth ftrain up the threat'ning fteep , Rush thro ' the thickets , down the vallies fweep , Hang o'er their courfers heads with eager speed , And earth rolls back beneath the flying fteed . Let old Arcadia boaft her ample plain , Th ...
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... And the new world launch forth to feek the old . Then ships of uncouth form fhall ftem the tyde , And feather'd people crowd my wealthy fide , Whofe Whofe naked youth and painted chiefs admire Our fpeech , 24 Mifcellaneous PoEM'S.
... And the new world launch forth to feek the old . Then ships of uncouth form fhall ftem the tyde , And feather'd people crowd my wealthy fide , Whofe Whofe naked youth and painted chiefs admire Our fpeech , 24 Mifcellaneous PoEM'S.
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Alexander Pope. Whofe naked youth and painted chiefs admire Our fpeech , our colour , and our strange attire ! Oh ftretch thy reign , fair peace ! from fhore to fhore , Till conqueft ceafe , and flav'ry be no more : 2 Till the freed ...
Alexander Pope. Whofe naked youth and painted chiefs admire Our fpeech , our colour , and our strange attire ! Oh ftretch thy reign , fair peace ! from fhore to fhore , Till conqueft ceafe , and flav'ry be no more : 2 Till the freed ...
Términos y frases comunes
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Pasajes populares
Página 62 - The bookful blockhead, ignorantly read, With loads of learned lumber in his head, With his own tongue still edifies his ears, And always list'ning to himself appears.
Página 83 - But chiefly Love — to Love an Altar built, Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, And all the trophies of his former loves ; With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, And breathes three amorous sighs to raise the fire.
Página 162 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies...
Página 81 - Now awful beauty puts on all its arms ; The fair each moment rises in her charms, 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.
Página 42 - Great wits sometimes may gloriously offend, And rise to faults true critics dare not mend; From vulgar bounds with brave disorder part, And snatch a grace beyond the reach of art, Which, without passing thro' the judgment, gains The heart, and all its end at once attains.
Página 167 - Ev'n here, where frozen chastity retires, Love finds an altar for forbidden fires. I ought to grieve, but cannot what I ought; I mourn the lover, not lament the fault; I view my crime, but kindle at the view...
Página 166 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Página 52 - Jove Now burns with glory, and then melts with love ; Now his fierce eyes with sparkling fury glow, Now sighs steal out, and tears begin to flow : Persians and Greeks like turns of nature found...
Página 92 - What boots the regal circle on his head, His giant limbs, in state unwieldy spread; That long behind he trails his pompous robe, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? The baron now his diamonds pours apace; Th...
Página 128 - For others good, or melt at others woe. What can atone (oh ever-injur'd shade !) Thy fate unpity'd, and thy rites unpaid ? No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier : By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos'd, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn'd, By strangers honour'd, and by strangers mourn'd! What tho' no friends in sable weeds appear.