The Poetical Works of A. Pope: Including His Translation of Homer , to which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJ.J. Woodward, 1836 - 442 頁 |
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第 69 頁
... bear , Cried Dapperwit , and sunk beside his chair . A mournful glance sir Fopling upwards cast : " Those eyes are made so killing- ' was his last . Thus on Meander's flowery margin lies The expiring swan , and as he sings he dies ...
... bear , Cried Dapperwit , and sunk beside his chair . A mournful glance sir Fopling upwards cast : " Those eyes are made so killing- ' was his last . Thus on Meander's flowery margin lies The expiring swan , and as he sings he dies ...
第 70 頁
... bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances , and the public show ? What though no weeping loves thy ashes grace , Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face ? What though no sacred earth allow thee room , Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd ...
... bear about the mockery of woe To midnight dances , and the public show ? What though no weeping loves thy ashes grace , Nor polish'd marble emulate thy face ? What though no sacred earth allow thee room , Nor hallow'd dirge be mutter'd ...
第 71 頁
... bear , A brighter Phoebus Phaon might appear : Would you with ivy wreathe your flowing hair , Not Bacchus ' self with Phaon could compare : Plu - Plutarch , what's his name , that writes his life ? Yet Phœbus loved , and Bacchus felt ...
... bear , A brighter Phoebus Phaon might appear : Would you with ivy wreathe your flowing hair , Not Bacchus ' self with Phaon could compare : Plu - Plutarch , what's his name , that writes his life ? Yet Phœbus loved , and Bacchus felt ...
第 80 頁
... bear my rising name , But the fallen ruins of another's fame ; Then , teach me , Heaven ! to scorn the guilty bays ; Drive from my breast that wretched lust of praise : Unblemish'd let me live , or die unknown ; Oh , grant an honest ...
... bear my rising name , But the fallen ruins of another's fame ; Then , teach me , Heaven ! to scorn the guilty bays ; Drive from my breast that wretched lust of praise : Unblemish'd let me live , or die unknown ; Oh , grant an honest ...
第 84 頁
... bear : She took the wards in wax before the fire , And gave the impression to the trusty ' squire . By means of this , some wonder shall appear , Which , in due place and season , you may hear . Well sung sweet Ovid , in the days of ...
... bear : She took the wards in wax before the fire , And gave the impression to the trusty ' squire . By means of this , some wonder shall appear , Which , in due place and season , you may hear . Well sung sweet Ovid , in the days of ...
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第 57 頁 - ... attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade. In winter fire. Blest, who can unconcern'dly find Hours, days, and years slide soft away. In health of body, peace of mind, Quiet by day. Sound sleep by night; study and ease, Together mixt; sweet recreation: And innocence, which most does please With meditation.
第 69 頁 - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravish'd hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere ! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost. For, after all. the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die ; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust ; This Lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
第 52 頁 - See from the brake the whirring pheasant springs, And mounts exulting on triumphant wings : Short is his joy; he feels the fiery -wound, Flutters in blood, and panting beats the ground. Ah ! what avail his glossy, varying dyes, His purple crest, and scarlet-circled eyes, The vivid green his shining plumes unfold, His painted wings, and breast that flames with gold?
第 58 頁 - Some beauties -yet no precepts can declare, For there's a happiness as well as care. Music resembles poetry ; in each Are nameless graces which no methods teach, And which a master-hand alone can reach. If, where the rules not far enough extend, (Since rules were made but to promote their end,) Some lucky license answer to the full Th" intent proposed, that license is a rule.
第 59 頁 - She gives in large recruits of needful pride ; For as in bodies, thus in souls, we find What wants in blood and spirits, swell'd with wind : Pride, where wit fails, steps in to our defence, And fills up all the mighty void of sense.
第 68 頁 - Clipp'd from the lovely head where late it grew) That, while my nostrils draw the vital air, This hand, which won it, shall for ever wear.
第 69 頁 - Just where the breath of life his nostrils drew, A charge of snuff the wily virgin threw. The gnomes direct, to every atom just, The pungent grains of titillating dust. Sudden, with starting tears each eye o'erflows, And the high dome re-echoes to his nose. " Now meet thy fate," incensed Belinda cried, And drew a deadly bodkin from her side.
第 xxx 頁 - Of genius, that power which constitutes a poet ; that quality without which judgment is cold, and knowledge is inert ; that energy which collects, combines, amplifies, and animates ; the superiority must, with some hesitation, be allowed to Dryden. It is not to be inferred, that of this poetical vigour Pope had only a little, because Dryden had more : for every other writer since Milton must give place to Pope ; and even of Dryden it must be said, that, if he has brighter paragraphs, he has not better...
第 51 頁 - See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, And break upon thee in a flood of day ! No more the rising Sun shall gild the morn, Nor...
第 102 頁 - Who sees with equal eye, as God of all, A hero perish, or a sparrow fall, Atoms or systems into ruin hurl'd, And now a bubble burst, and now a world.