The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope ...: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJones and Company, 1826 - 133 頁 |
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第 viii 頁
... fierce strife , from what offended Power ? Latona's son a dire contagion spread , And heap'd the camp with mountains of the dead ; The King of men his reverend priest defy'd , And for the King's offence the people dy'd . Declare , O ...
... fierce strife , from what offended Power ? Latona's son a dire contagion spread , And heap'd the camp with mountains of the dead ; The King of men his reverend priest defy'd , And for the King's offence the people dy'd . Declare , O ...
第 ix 頁
... fierce effulgence flow'd ; Onward she drives him , furious to engage , Where the fight burns , and where the thickest rage , When fresh he rears his radiant orb to sight , And gilds old Ocean with a blaze of light . Bright as the star ...
... fierce effulgence flow'd ; Onward she drives him , furious to engage , Where the fight burns , and where the thickest rage , When fresh he rears his radiant orb to sight , And gilds old Ocean with a blaze of light . Bright as the star ...
第 5 頁
... fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born . Resound ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye woods ; adieu , the light of day ; One leap from yonder cliff shall end my pains . No more , ye hills , no more resound my strains ...
... fierce whirlwinds , and in thunder born . Resound ye hills , resound my mournful lay ! Farewell , ye woods ; adieu , the light of day ; One leap from yonder cliff shall end my pains . No more , ye hills , no more resound my strains ...
第 9 頁
... fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky ; Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves , · As from the god she flew with furious pace , Or as the god , more furious , urged the chace . Now fainting , sinking , pale , the nymph appears ; Now ...
... fierce eagle cleaves the liquid sky ; Not half so swiftly the fierce eagle moves , · As from the god she flew with furious pace , Or as the god , more furious , urged the chace . Now fainting , sinking , pale , the nymph appears ; Now ...
第 15 頁
... fierce tyrant in old tapestry , Fear most to tax an honourable fool , Whose right it is , uncensured , to be dull ! Such , without wit , are poets when they please , 520 As without learning they can take degrees . Leave dangerous truths ...
... fierce tyrant in old tapestry , Fear most to tax an honourable fool , Whose right it is , uncensured , to be dull ! Such , without wit , are poets when they please , 520 As without learning they can take degrees . Leave dangerous truths ...
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第 14 頁 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
第 53 頁 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T
第 52 頁 - Who wickedly is wise, or madly brave, Is but the more a fool, the more a knave. Who noble ends by noble means obtains, Or failing, smiles in exile or in chains, Like good Aurelius let him reign, or bleed Like Socrates, that man is great indeed. What's fame? a fancied life in others' breath, A thing beyond us, ev'n before our death.
第 53 頁 - God loves from whole to parts ; but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds. Another still, and still another spreads : Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace ; His country next ; and next all human race ; Wide and. more wide, th...
第 18 頁 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen ; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes ; At every word a reputation dies.
第 64 頁 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
第 xxii 頁 - Poetry was not the sole praise of either ; for both excelled likewise in prose ; but Pope did not borrow his prose from his predecessor. The style of Dryden is capricious and varied, that of Pope is cautious and uniform. Dryden obeys the motions of his own mind, Pope constrains his mind to his own rules of composition. Dryden is sometimes vehement and rapid ; Pope is always smooth, uniform, and gentle.
第 14 頁 - As bodies perish through excess of blood. Others for language all their care express, And value books, as women men, for dress : Their praise is still — the style is excellent ; The sense they humbly take upon content.
第 xvi 頁 - Dreading ev'n fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging that he ne'er obliged ; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise ; Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
第 19 頁 - T' inclose the lock ; now joins it, to divide. Ev'n then, before the fatal engine clos'd, A wretched sylph too fondly interpos'd ; Fate urg'd the shears, and cut the sylph in twain, (But airy substance soon unites again) The meeting points the sacred hair dissever From the fair head, for ever, and for ever ! Then flash'd the living lightning from her eyes, • And screams of horror rend th