The Works of Alexander Pope: Esq. with Notes and Illustrations by Himself and Others. To which are Added, a New Life of the Author, an Estimate of His Poetical Character and Writings, and Occasional Remarks, 第 6 巻

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177 ページ - For modes of faith let graceless zealots fight; His can't be wrong whose life is in the right...
41 ページ - A clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a stanza, when he should engross?
40 ページ - 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.
36 ページ - 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 a while one parent from the sky!
75 ページ - Oh let me live my own, and die so too ! (To live and die is all I have to do:) Maintain a Poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please : Above a Patron, tho...
464 ページ - So bright is thy beauty, so charming thy song, As had drawn both the beasts and their Orpheus along : But such is thy avarice, and such is thy pride, That the beasts must have starved, and the poet have died. VOL. V. K THE BALANCE OF EUROPE. Now Europe balanced, neither side prevails ; For nothing's left in either of the scales.
81 ページ - Yet let me flap this bug with gilded wings, This painted child of dirt that stinks and stings...
63 ページ - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault, and hesitate dislike, Alike...
46 ページ - He spins the slight, self-pleasing thread anew: Destroy his fib, or sophistry, in vain, The creature's at his dirty work again...
388 ページ - 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 touched and shamed by ridicule alone. O sacred weapon ! left for Truth's defence, Sole dread of folly, vice, and insolence ! To all but Heaven-directed hands denied, The Muse may give thee, but the gods must guide.

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