The Poetical Works of Alexander PopeD. Appleton, 1869 - 485 頁 |
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第 15 頁
... Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I will resign ...
... Tell me but this , and I'll disclaim the prize , And give the conquest to thy Sylvia's eyes . DAPHNIS . Nay tell me first , in what more happy fields The thistle springs , to which the lily yields : And then a nobler prize I will resign ...
第 22 頁
... tell the reeds , and tell the vocal shore , Fair Daphne's dead , and music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in sighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in every plain and wood , Her fate ...
... tell the reeds , and tell the vocal shore , Fair Daphne's dead , and music is no more ! Her fate is whisper'd by the gentle breeze , And told in sighs to all the trembling trees ; The trembling trees , in every plain and wood , Her fate ...
第 28 頁
... tell , a STUART reigns . Not thus the land appear'd in ages past , A dreary desert , and a gloomy waste , To savage beasts and savage laws a prey , And kings more furious and severe than they ; Who claim'd the skies , dispeopled air and ...
... tell , a STUART reigns . Not thus the land appear'd in ages past , A dreary desert , and a gloomy waste , To savage beasts and savage laws a prey , And kings more furious and severe than they ; Who claim'd the skies , dispeopled air and ...
第 40 頁
... now no more let poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is given ; His numbers raised a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heaven , 41 TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS CHORUS OF 40 ODE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY .
... now no more let poets tell , To bright Cecilia greater power is given ; His numbers raised a shade from hell , Hers lift the soul to heaven , 41 TWO CHORUSES TO THE TRAGEDY OF BRUTUS CHORUS OF 40 ODE ON ST . CECILIA'S DAY .
第 43 頁
... With meditation . Thus let me live , unseen , unknown , Thus unlamented let me die , Steal from the world , and not a stone Tell where I lie . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL ODE . I. VITAL ODE ON SOLITUDE . 43 ODE ON SOLITUDE.
... With meditation . Thus let me live , unseen , unknown , Thus unlamented let me die , Steal from the world , and not a stone Tell where I lie . THE DYING CHRISTIAN TO HIS SOUL ODE . I. VITAL ODE ON SOLITUDE . 43 ODE ON SOLITUDE.
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第 219 頁 - The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
第 249 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 223 頁 - See, through this air, this ocean, and this earth, All matter quick, and bursting into birth. Above, how high, progressive life may go ! Around, how wide ! how deep extend below ! Vast chain of being ! which from God began, Natures ethereal, human, angel, man, Beast, bird, fish, insect, what no eye can see, No glass can reach ; from infinite to thee, From thee to nothing.
第 293 頁 - Dreading even 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 plaistered posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers' load, On wings of winds came flying...
第 50 頁 - A little learning is a dangerous thing ; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring : There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, And drinking largely sobers us again.
第 365 頁 - 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 touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
第 44 頁 - Hark! they whisper; Angels say, Sister Spirit, come away. What is this absorbs me quite? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
第 249 頁 - Oh ! while along the stream of time thy name Expanded flies, and gathers all its fame ; Say, shall my little bark attendant sail, Pursue the triumph, and partake the gale?
第 96 頁 - Love, free as air, at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies. Let wealth, let honour, wait the wedded dame, August her deed, and sacred be her fame; Before true passion all those views remove, Fame, wealth, and honour! what are you to Love...
第 292 頁 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.