Heaven first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Eloisa to Abelard. Line 51. Speed the soft intercourse from soul to soul, Line 57. And truths divine came mended from that tongue. Line 66. Curse on all laws but those which love has made! Line 74. Line 192. And love the offender, yet detest the offence.1 Line 207. One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight; See my lips tremble and my eyeballs roll, Line 323. He best can paint them who shall feel them most. Last line. Not chaos-like together crush'd and bruis'd, And where, though all things differ, all agree. Windsor Forest. Line 13. A mighty hunter, and his prey was man. Line 61. Line 316. The Temple of Fame. Line 513. Unblemish'd let me live, or die unknown; 1 See Dryden, page 273. Last line. 2 Priests, altars, victims, swam before my sight. - EDMUND SMITH : Phedra and Hippolytus, act i. sc. 1. 8 See Addison, page 300. I am his Highness' dog at Kew; On the Collar of a Dog. There, take (says Justice), take ye each a shell: - Father of all! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Verbatim from Boileau. The Universal Prayer. Stanza 1. Thus unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. Vital spark of heavenly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame! Stanza 10. Ode on Solitude. Ibid. The Dying Christian to his Soul. Ibid. Hark! they whisper; angels say, 1 "Tenez voilà," dit-elle, "à chacun une écaille, Adieu. Vivez en paix." BOILEAU: Epitre ii. (à M. l'Abbé des Roches). 2 See Spenser, page 29. Tell me, my soul, can this be death? The Dying Christian to his Soul. Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! Oh grave! where is thy victory? Oh death! where is thy sting? What beckoning ghost along the moonlight shade Ibid. To the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady. Line 1. Line 9. Line 14. Is there no bright reversion in the sky So perish all, whose breast ne'er learn'd to glow Line 45. By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos'd, How lov'd, how honour'd once avails thee not, A heap of dust alone remains of thee: "T is all thou art, and all the proud shall be! Such were the notes thy once lov'd poet sung, Till death untimely stopp'd his tuneful tongue. Line 71. Epistle to Robert, Earl of Oxford. Who ne'er knew joy but friendship might divide, Or gave his father grief but when he died. Epitaph on the Hon. S. Harcourt. The saint sustain'd it, but the woman died. Of manners gentle, of affections mild; Epitaph on Mrs. Corbet. Epitaph on Gay. 1 See Ben Jonson, page 180. 2 See page 346. 8 See Dryden, page 270. A brave man struggling in the storms of fate, Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato. The Wife of Bath. Her Prologue. Line 298. Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies, You beat your pate, and fancy wit will come; Line 369. Epigram. Imitation of Martial. Who dared to love their country, and be poor. On his Grotto at Twickenham. Party is the madness of many for the gain of a few. Thoughts on Various Subjects. I never knew any man in my life who could not bear another's misfortunes perfectly like a Christian. Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring Ibid. The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 1. 1 See Chaucer, page 4. Herbert, page 206. 2 His wit invites you by his looks to come, COWPER: Conversation, line 303. 8 Ampliat ætatis spatium sibi vir bonus; hoc est Vivere bis vita posse priore frui (The good man prolongs his life; to be able to enjoy one's past life is to live twice). MARTIAL, x. 237. See Cowley, page 262. 4 From Roscoe's edition of Pope, vol. v. p. 376; originally printed in Motte's "Miscellanies," 1727. In the edition of 1736 Pope says, "I must own that the prose part (the Thought on Various Subjects), at the end of the second volume, was wholly mine. January, 1734." The distant Trojans never injur'd me. The Iliad of Homer. Book i. Line 200. Words sweet as honey from his lips distill'd. Shakes his ambrosial curls, and gives the nod, — Line 332. Line 684. Line 771. Book ii. Line 970. Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, Book iii. Line 199. She moves a goddess, and she looks a queen. Himself a host. Plough the watery deep. The day shall come, that great avenging day Line 208. Line 293. Line 357. Book iv. Line 196. Line 295. Line 401. Line 451. Line 557. First in the fight and every graceful deed. Book v. Line 16. Line 371. 1 The same line occurs in the translation of the Odyssey, book viii. line 366. 2 A mass enormous! which in modern days No two of earth's degenerate sons could raise. |