Alexander Pope, Volum 3

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Harper & brothers, 1914 - 209 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 60 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Pàgina 26 - True wit is nature to advantage dress'd ; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd ; Something, whose truth convinc'd at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
Pàgina 173 - Great in the earth, as in th' ethereal frame ; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives thro' all life, extends thro' all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, A9 the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small ; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Pàgina 88 - tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the chariot, and they board the barge.
Pàgina 117 - You cannot pump this dry; and as long as it continues in its present bed, so long all the causes which weaken authority by distance will continue. Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy!
Pàgina 193 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Pàgina 188 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death : Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Pàgina 41 - 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...
Pàgina 132 - See mystery to mathematics fly ! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die. Religion blushing veils her sacred fires, And unawares morality expires. For public flame, nor private, dares to shine ; Nor human spark is left, nor glimpse divine ! Lo ! thy dread empire, Chaos ! is restor'd ; Light dies before thy uncreating word ; Thy hand, great Anarch ! lets the curtain fall, And universal darkness buries all.
Pàgina 87 - There St John mingles with my friendly bowl The feast of reason and the flow of soul...

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