The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Memoirs of the life and writings of Pope. Recommendatory poems. A discourse on pastoral poetry. Pastorals. Messiah. Windsor forest. Odes. Two chorus's to the tragedy of Brutus. The dying Christian to his soul. An essay on criticism. The rape of the lock. Elegy to the memory of an unfortunate lady. Prologue to Mr. Addison's tragedy of Cato. Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane ShoreJ. Johnson, 1806 |
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... . " + The houfe , fince that time , has been raised , and confiderable additions have been made to it . It is now an elegant manfion , in poffeffion of Neate efq . fomething more than praise . Let not this be thought XX LIFE AND WRITINGS.
... . " + The houfe , fince that time , has been raised , and confiderable additions have been made to it . It is now an elegant manfion , in poffeffion of Neate efq . fomething more than praise . Let not this be thought XX LIFE AND WRITINGS.
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Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles. fomething more than praise . Let not this be thought derogatory from the fame of Pope . They who think fo , are ignorant of human nature . The youthful votary of the mufes is elated with his firft ...
Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles. fomething more than praise . Let not this be thought derogatory from the fame of Pope . They who think fo , are ignorant of human nature . The youthful votary of the mufes is elated with his firft ...
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... praise , this circum- stance alone , from one who was confidered the most accurate critic of the age , was fufficiently mortifying to the self - love of a young author . To To this caufe , though not generally remarked , I OF POPE . xxvii.
... praise , this circum- stance alone , from one who was confidered the most accurate critic of the age , was fufficiently mortifying to the self - love of a young author . To To this caufe , though not generally remarked , I OF POPE . xxvii.
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... contained thofe of Pope . Both were warmly commended by Addison in the . * Dennis bad published a tragedy at this time , called " APPIUS . " the Spectator ; but the praise given to the English xxviii LIFE AND WRITINGS.
... contained thofe of Pope . Both were warmly commended by Addison in the . * Dennis bad published a tragedy at this time , called " APPIUS . " the Spectator ; but the praise given to the English xxviii LIFE AND WRITINGS.
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Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles. the Spectator ; but the praise given to the English ruftic was " wormwood , " to the fhepherd of the " Golden Age ; " and he gratified his fpleen by an ironical comparison , three years afterwards ...
Alexander Pope, William Lisle Bowles. the Spectator ; but the praise given to the English ruftic was " wormwood , " to the fhepherd of the " Golden Age ; " and he gratified his fpleen by an ironical comparison , three years afterwards ...
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Page 333 - For, that sad moment, when the sylphs withdrew, And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew, Umbriel...
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Page 218 - Music resembles poetry; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end) Some lucky licence answer to the full Th' intent propos'd, that licence is a rule.
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Page 309 - Safe from the treach'rous friend, the daring spark, The glance by day, the whisper in the dark, When kind occasion prompts their warm desires, When music softens, and when dancing fires ? Tis but their sylph, the wise celestials know, Though honour is the word with men below.
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Page 110 - Be smooth, ye Rocks; ye rapid Floods, give way ! The SAVIOUR comes! by ancient bards foretold! Hear Him, ye Deaf; and all ye Blind, behold! He from thick films shall purge the visual ray, And on the sightless eye-ball pour the day: Tis He th' obstructed paths of sound shall clear, And bid new music charm th...
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