The works of Alexander Pope. Containing the principal notes of drs. Warburton and Warton [&c.]. To which are added, some original letters, with additional observations, and memoirs, by W.L. Bowles, Volumen21806 |
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... FAME JANUARY and MAY , from Chaucer Page 1 31 63 113 The WIFE of BATH , from Chaucer 153 The First Book of STATIUS'S THEBAIS 177 The FABLE of DRYOPE , from Ovid's Metamorphofes 253 VERTUMNUS and POMONA , from Ovid's Metamor- phofes ...
... FAME JANUARY and MAY , from Chaucer Page 1 31 63 113 The WIFE of BATH , from Chaucer 153 The First Book of STATIUS'S THEBAIS 177 The FABLE of DRYOPE , from Ovid's Metamorphofes 253 VERTUMNUS and POMONA , from Ovid's Metamor- phofes ...
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... fame , on her leaving the town after the CORONATION The BASSET - TABLE , an Eclogue Verbatim from Boileau Answer to a Question of Mrs. How Occafioned by fome Verfes of his Grace the Duke of BUCKINGHAM A Prologue to a Play for Mr ...
... fame , on her leaving the town after the CORONATION The BASSET - TABLE , an Eclogue Verbatim from Boileau Answer to a Question of Mrs. How Occafioned by fome Verfes of his Grace the Duke of BUCKINGHAM A Prologue to a Play for Mr ...
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... fame 436 ibid . APPENDIX . NOTES and OBSERVATIONS by GILBERT WAKEfield , B.A. On Eloifa to Abelard On the Temple of Fame On the Fable of Dryope On the Epitaphs 441 444 446 ibid . SAPPHO SAPPHO TO PHAON . VOL . II . B [ viii CONTENTS .
... fame 436 ibid . APPENDIX . NOTES and OBSERVATIONS by GILBERT WAKEfield , B.A. On Eloifa to Abelard On the Temple of Fame On the Fable of Dryope On the Epitaphs 441 444 446 ibid . SAPPHO SAPPHO TO PHAON . VOL . II . B [ viii CONTENTS .
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... fame fort , an Epistle of Arethufa to Lycotas . " In fact , Ovid's Heroic Epistles were prior to that of Propertius , as it evidently appears from the notes in the quarto edition of Propertius ; where it is faid exprefsly — Epiftola ...
... fame fort , an Epistle of Arethufa to Lycotas . " In fact , Ovid's Heroic Epistles were prior to that of Propertius , as it evidently appears from the notes in the quarto edition of Propertius ; where it is faid exprefsly — Epiftola ...
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... Fame . ] Fame for ambition . VER . 41. Yet write , ] This is taken from the Latin letters that paffed betwixt Eloifa and Abelard , and which had been a few years before published in London by Rawlinfon , and which our poet has copied ...
... Fame . ] Fame for ambition . VER . 41. Yet write , ] This is taken from the Latin letters that paffed betwixt Eloifa and Abelard , and which had been a few years before published in London by Rawlinfon , and which our poet has copied ...
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Abelard Argos beauty beſt bleft breaſt charms Chaucer defcription defign Dryope Dunciad eaſe Epiftle Eteocles Ev'n ev'ry expreffion eyes facred faid fair fame fate fatire fays feems feen fhade fhall fhine fide figh filent fince firſt flain flames foft fome foul ftill fubject fuch fure grace hæc heart heav'n himſelf honour houſe huſband IMITATIONS joys juſt Lady laft laſt lefs loft Lord lov'd mihi moft moſt muſt night NOTES numbers nymph o'er obferves occafion Ovid paffage paffion Petrarch Phaon Phoebus Pindar pleaſe pleaſure poem poet Polynices Pope Pope's pow'r praiſe prefent quæ reaſon reft reſt rife Sappho ſay ſcene ſeem ſhall ſhe ſhould ſkies ſome ſpread ſtate Statius ſtill ſuch taſte tears Thebes thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou thouſand tibi tranflation Twas Tydeus uſe verfe verſes Vertumnus WARTON whofe whoſe wife youth
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Página 417 - A poet, blest beyond the poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
Página 53 - And smooth my passage to the realms of day; See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul! Ah no — in sacred vestments may'st thou stand, The hallow'd taper trembling in thy hand, Present the Cross before my lifted eye, Teach me at once, and learn of me to die.
Página 418 - Of manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit, a man ; simplicity, a child ; With native humour temp'ring virtuous rage, Form'd to delight at once and lash the age ; Above temptation, in a low estate ; And uncorrupted...
Página 44 - Sad proof how well a lover can obey ! Death, only death, can break the lasting chain ; And here ev'n then, shall my cold dust remain, Here all its frailties, all its flames resign, And wait, till 'tis no sin to mix with thine.
Página 52 - Thou, Abelard! the last sad office pay, And smooth my passage to the realms of day; See my lips tremble, and my eyeballs roll, Suck my last breath, and catch my flying soul! Ah no — in sacred vestments mayst thou stand...
Página 100 - world, nor in broad rumour lies, ^But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes, And perfect...
Página 39 - em all: Not Caesar's empress would I deign to prove; No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free, More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!
Página 333 - ... twixt reading and Bohea, To muse, and spill her solitary Tea, Or o'er cold coffee trifle with the spoon, Count the slow clock, and dine exact at noon; Divert her eyes with pictures in the fire, Hum half a tune, tell stories to the squire; Up to her godly garret after sev'n, There starve and pray, for that's the way to heav'n.
Página 427 - Yet softer honours, and less noisy fame, Attend the shade of gentle Buckingham : In whom a race, for courage fam'd and art, Ends in the milder merit of the heart : And, chiefs or sages long to Britain given, Pays the last tribute of a saint to Heaven.
Página 33 - Contemplation dwells, And ever-musing Melancholy reigns, What means this tumult in a vestal's veins ? Why rove my thoughts beyond this last retreat ? Why feels my heart its long-forgotten heat ? Yet, yet I love ! — From Abelard it came, And Eloi'sa yet must kiss the name.