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... kind of backstairs Cabinet of the Tory party ; while the literary champions of the latter ( including the professedly neutral Pope ) met in the Scribblerus Club to pulverise in a common mortar the small fry of their literary adversaries ...
... kind of backstairs Cabinet of the Tory party ; while the literary champions of the latter ( including the professedly neutral Pope ) met in the Scribblerus Club to pulverise in a common mortar the small fry of their literary adversaries ...
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... kind of kinsmanship with the latter in his lifetime . The maiden name of Pope's mother was Edith Turner . She was the daughter of William Turner , a Roman Catholic gentleman of good position , and lord of the manor of Towthorpe in ...
... kind of kinsmanship with the latter in his lifetime . The maiden name of Pope's mother was Edith Turner . She was the daughter of William Turner , a Roman Catholic gentleman of good position , and lord of the manor of Towthorpe in ...
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... kind and indulgent parent to his precocious only son , the development of whose tastes and tendencies the father seems at times to have been fain to moderate , but never to check . When the son affected the art of painting , his father ...
... kind and indulgent parent to his precocious only son , the development of whose tastes and tendencies the father seems at times to have been fain to moderate , but never to check . When the son affected the art of painting , his father ...
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... kind of immortality . Pope's first acquaintance with Swift , destined to ripen into an intimacy of paramount influence upon the younger of the pair , connects itself with the pub- lication of Windsor Forest early in 1713. In the summer ...
... kind of immortality . Pope's first acquaintance with Swift , destined to ripen into an intimacy of paramount influence upon the younger of the pair , connects itself with the pub- lication of Windsor Forest early in 1713. In the summer ...
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... kind formed by Pope during the period of his residence at Chiswick , able to detach him from the serious business of his life . The heroes of fashion , such as Lord Peterborough , the hero of Barcelona , and the dictators of taste ...
... kind formed by Pope during the period of his residence at Chiswick , able to detach him from the serious business of his life . The heroes of fashion , such as Lord Peterborough , the hero of Barcelona , and the dictators of taste ...
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Page 45 - Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground. Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread, Whose flocks supply him with attire, Whose trees in summer yield him shade, In winter fire.
Page 92 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails 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 prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 77 - Form a strong line about the silver bound, And guard the wide circumference around. 'Whatever spirit, careless of his charge, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large, Shall feel sharp vengeance soon o'ertake his sins, Be...
Page 195 - Hope humbly then; with trembling pinions soar; Wait the great teacher Death; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that Hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest; The soul, uneasy and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
Page 235 - twould a Saint provoke, (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — «<• And— Betty— give this Cheek a little Red.
Page 200 - Lives through all life, extends through all extent Spreads undivided, operates unspent, Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart, As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns; To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 283 - Be no unpleasing melancholy mine : 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 awhile one parent from the sky ! On cares like these if length of days attend.
Page 57 - Some to Conceit alone their taste confine, And glitt'ring thoughts struck out at ev'ry line; Pleas'd with a work where nothing's just or fit; One glaring Chaos and wild heap of wit. Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover ev'ry part, And hide with ornaments their want of art.
Page 277 - While wits and templars ev'ry 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 tho' my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaister'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Page 58 - In words, as fashions, the same rule will hold; Alike fantastic, if too new, or old: Be not the first by whom the new are try'd, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.