The Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: Satires, &cJ. and P. Knapton, 1752 |
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... taste , and sense . 160 Comma's and points they set exactly right , And ' twere a fin to rob them of their mite . Yet ne'er one sprig of laurel grac'd these ribalds , From flashing Bentley down to pidling Tibalds : NOTES . managed , and ...
... taste , and sense . 160 Comma's and points they set exactly right , And ' twere a fin to rob them of their mite . Yet ne'er one sprig of laurel grac'd these ribalds , From flashing Bentley down to pidling Tibalds : NOTES . managed , and ...
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... taste ; that , moft commonly , it was formed on that of half a dozen people in fashion , who took the lead , and who fometimes have obtrud- ed on the Town the dulleft performances , for works of Wit : while , at the fame time , fome ...
... taste ; that , moft commonly , it was formed on that of half a dozen people in fashion , who took the lead , and who fometimes have obtrud- ed on the Town the dulleft performances , for works of Wit : while , at the fame time , fome ...
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... taste than the flatteries they used to entertain him with , and were then intentionally paying him . Of which he gave me another inftance , that afforded him much diverfion . While thefe acquaintance read the Effay on Man as the work of ...
... taste than the flatteries they used to entertain him with , and were then intentionally paying him . Of which he gave me another inftance , that afforded him much diverfion . While thefe acquaintance read the Effay on Man as the work of ...
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... 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 , 315 As fhallow ftreams run dimpling all the way . Whether in florid impotence ...
... 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 , 315 As fhallow ftreams run dimpling all the way . Whether in florid impotence ...
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... tastes , and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well - bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite . Eternal fmiles his emptinefs betray , 315 As fhallow ftreams run dimpling all the way . Whether in florid impotence ...
... tastes , and beauty ne'er enjoys : So well - bred spaniels civilly delight In mumbling of the game they dare not bite . Eternal fmiles his emptinefs betray , 315 As fhallow ftreams run dimpling all the way . Whether in florid impotence ...
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Page 9 - A virgin tragedy, an orphan muse.' If I dislike it, 'Furies, death and rage!' If I approve, 'Commend it to the stage.
Page 24 - Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep if Atticus were he?
Page 25 - Fed with soft Dedication all day long, Horace and he went hand in hand in song. His library, where busts of poets dead...
Page 275 - Seen him, uncumber'd with the venal tribe, Smile without art, and win without a bribe. Would he oblige me? let me only find, He does not think me what he thinks mankind.
Page 8 - And curses wit, and poetry, and Pope. Friend to my life ! (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What drop or nostrum can this plague remove?
Page 29 - Yet why? that father held it for a rule, It was a sin to call our neighbour fool: That harmless mother thought no wife a whore: Hear this, and spare his family, James Moore! Unspotted names, and memorable long! If there be force in virtue, or in song.
Page 43 - My head and heart thus flowing thro' my quill, Verse-man or prose-man, term me which you will, Papist or Protestant, or both between, Like good Erasmus in an honest mean, In moderation placing all my glory, While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory.
Page 12 - It is" the slaver kills, and not the bite. A fool quite angry is quite innocent : Alas ! 'tis ten times worse when they repent. One dedicates in high heroic prose, And ridicules beyond a hundred foes : One from all Grub-street will my fame defend, And, more abusive, calls himself my friend. This prints my letters, that expects a bribe, And others roar aloud,
Page 31 - Me, let the tender office long engage To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death; Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep a while one parent from the sky ! On cares like these, if length of days attend, May Heaven, to bless those days, preserve my friend!
Page 9 - Lintot, dull rogue! will think your price too much." "Not, sir, if you revise it, and retouch.