The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeRoutledge, Warne, and Routledge, 1859 - 478 頁 |
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第 10 頁
... thee , O Child , shall the earth , without being tilled , produce her early offerings ; winding ivy , mixed with Baccar , and Colocasia , with smiling Acanthus . Thy cradle shall pour forth pleasing flowers about thee . " Isa . ch ...
... thee , O Child , shall the earth , without being tilled , produce her early offerings ; winding ivy , mixed with Baccar , and Colocasia , with smiling Acanthus . Thy cradle shall pour forth pleasing flowers about thee . " Isa . ch ...
第 31 頁
... thee not , To whom related , or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee , Tis all thou art , and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall like those they sung , Deaf the praised ear , and mute the tuneful tongue ...
... thee not , To whom related , or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee , Tis all thou art , and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall like those they sung , Deaf the praised ear , and mute the tuneful tongue ...
第 32 頁
... thee . The Muses teach me all their softest lays , And the wide world resounds with Sappho's praise . Though great Alcæus more sublimely sings , And strikes with bolder rage the sounding strings , No less renown attends the moving lyre ...
... thee . The Muses teach me all their softest lays , And the wide world resounds with Sappho's praise . Though great Alcæus more sublimely sings , And strikes with bolder rage the sounding strings , No less renown attends the moving lyre ...
第 33 頁
... thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , Like some sad statue , speechless , pale I stood , Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'd my freezing blood ; No sigh to rise , no tear ...
... thee , When first I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and all my joys with you , Like some sad statue , speechless , pale I stood , Grief chill'd my breast , and stopp'd my freezing blood ; No sigh to rise , no tear ...
第 34 頁
... thee shall smooth her native main . O launch thy bark , secure of prosperous gales ; Cupid for thee shall spread the swelling sails . If you will fly- ( yet ah ! what cause can be , Too cruel youth , that you should fly from me ? ) If ...
... thee shall smooth her native main . O launch thy bark , secure of prosperous gales ; Cupid for thee shall spread the swelling sails . If you will fly- ( yet ah ! what cause can be , Too cruel youth , that you should fly from me ? ) If ...
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第 79 頁 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite: Scarfs, garters, gold, amuse his riper stage, And beads and prayer-books are the toys of age: Pleased with this bauble still, as that before; Till tired he sleeps, and life's poor play is o'er.
第 85 頁 - Father of all ! in every age, In every clime adored, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord ! Thou Great First Cause, least understood: Who all my sense confined To know but this, that Thou art good. And that myself am blind...
第 101 頁 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er tastes, and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well-bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite, Eternal smiles his emptiness betray, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar Toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or...
第 85 頁 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
第 20 頁 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, 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 shoar, 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 77 頁 - With too much knowledge for the sceptic side, With too much weakness for the stoic's pride, He hangs between, in doubt to act or rest; In doubt to deem himself a god or beast; In doubt his mind or body to prefer; Born but to die, and reasoning but to err...
第 10 頁 - No more shall nation against nation rise, Nor ardent warriors meet with hateful eyes. Nor fields with gleaming steel be cover'd o'er, The brazen trumpets kindle rage no more ; But useless lances into scythes shall bend, And the broad falchion in a plough-share end.
第 28 頁 - And screen'd in shades from day's detested glare, She sighs for ever on her pensive bed, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her head.
第 19 頁 - For works may have more wit than does 'em good, 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 20 頁 - whispers through the trees:" If crystal streams "with pleasing murmurs creep...