 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...  The Works of Alexander Popekesq., with Notes and Illustrations by Himself ... - 40 ページAlexander Pope 著 - 1824全文表示 - この書籍について
 | John Sitter - 2001 - 322 ページ
...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, thro' my Grot they glide, By land, by water, they renew the charge, They stop the Chariot, and they... | |
 | Michael McKeon - 2006 - 942 ページ
...Twickenham: Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd I said, Tye up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead, What Walls can guard me, or what Shades can hide? They pierce my Thickets, thro' my Grot they glide, . . . (lines 1-2, 7-8, p. 96) Pope's entreaty to his friend profanely echoes... | |
 | Pat Rogers - 2007
...besieged by aspiring authors, with "Papers in each hand," who "rave, recite and madden round the land. | What Walls can guard me, or what Shades can hide? They pierce my Thickets, thro' my Grot they glide" (5-8). So the poem acts pre-emptively, opening itself by closing the door,... | |
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