A Letter to the Right Hon. Lord Byron: Protesting Against the Immolation of Gray, Cowper, & Campbell, at the Shrine of PopeG. Cowie, 1821 - 34 ページ |
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Absalom accomplish in prose admired allusion Antinous bust CAMPBELL chivalrous corner-stone of Gray's Cowper Cowper's translation criticism defence delight depreciate dum sublimes versus Elegy Eneid ethical poetry Euryalus Evander execution fame of Pope feelings finer poem gathered into existence genius GEORGE COWIE Georgics Gray's glory Greville-Street Hatton-Garden higher poet highest human immolation OF GRAY Irish peasant KENNETH MATHESON TAYLOR Lime-street lines living poet London Lord Byron Lordship Lucretius merit mighty Milton mind moral truth nature O'Connor's OVERDUE FEE pack of cards passion perfect beauty perior Pleasures of Hope poetical poetry derived poetry than inhabited Pope's ethics Pope's version PRINTED FOR GEORGE prosaic proverbs rank rapture read Pope's reader sake of Pope SHRINE OF POPE Socrates sublimes versus ructatur superior to Pope's sympathy tale TAYLOR FUND translation of Homer Turkish craft unpoetical unrivalled poet verse Virgil W. L. Bowles whiskey wild wished to accomplish writings of Pope Zoilus
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27 ページ - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
5 ページ - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness' alter'd eye, That mocks the tear it forc'd to flow ; And keen Remorse with blood defil'd.
8 ページ - ... or by whatever name you term it, whose object is to make men better and wiser, is not the very first order of poetry; and are we to be told this too by one of the priesthood? It requires more mind, more wisdom, more power, than all the 'forests" that ever were 'walked' for their 'description', and all the epics that ever were founded upon fields of battle.
19 ページ - Tis not, as heads that never ache suppose, Forgery of fancy and a dream of woes ; Man is a harp whose chords elude the sight, Each yielding harmony, disposed aright, The screws reversed, (a task which if he please God in a moment executes with ease,) Ten thousand thousand strings at once go loose, Lost, till he tune them, all their power and use.
9 ページ - Look round our world ; behold the chain of love Combining all below and all above. See plastic Nature working to this end, The single atoms each to other tend, Attract...
26 ページ - How close and small the hedges lie ! What streaks of meadows cross the eye! A step methinks may pass the stream, So little distant dangers seem ; So we mistake the future's face, Ey'd thro...
30 ページ - Pray, do not mock me : I am a very foolish fond old man, Fourscore and upward ; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind.
21 ページ - Heaven to thy charge resigns the awful hour ! Oh ! then, thy kingdom comes ! Immortal Power ! What though each spark...
26 ページ - Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?— 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.