The Works of Alexander Pope: Moral essaysA. Millar [and others], 1757 |
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Strana xv
... Whore ; Vice flutter'd , in the plumes of Freedom drefs'd ; Or public Spirit was the public jest . Be ever , in a juft expreffion , bold , Yet ne'er degrade fair SATIRE to a Scold : Let no unworthy mein her form debase , But let her ...
... Whore ; Vice flutter'd , in the plumes of Freedom drefs'd ; Or public Spirit was the public jest . Be ever , in a juft expreffion , bold , Yet ne'er degrade fair SATIRE to a Scold : Let no unworthy mein her form debase , But let her ...
Strana 28
... Whore , or Helen none ? But Virtues oppofite to make agree , That , Reafon ! is thy task , and worthy Thee . Hard talk , cries Bibulus , and reason weak . -Make it a point , dear Marquefs , or a pique . Once , for a whim , perfuade ...
... Whore , or Helen none ? But Virtues oppofite to make agree , That , Reafon ! is thy task , and worthy Thee . Hard talk , cries Bibulus , and reason weak . -Make it a point , dear Marquefs , or a pique . Once , for a whim , perfuade ...
Strana 29
... . After ver . 220. in the first Edition followed thefe , A Cheat ! a Whore ! who ftarts not at the name , In all the Inns of Court or Drury - lane ? But where th ' Extreme of Vice , was ne'er EP . II . 29 ESSAY ON MA N.
... . After ver . 220. in the first Edition followed thefe , A Cheat ! a Whore ! who ftarts not at the name , In all the Inns of Court or Drury - lane ? But where th ' Extreme of Vice , was ne'er EP . II . 29 ESSAY ON MA N.
Strana 87
... Whore , and Knave , Tho ' many a paffenger he rightly call , You hold him no Philofopher at all . And yet the fate of all extremes is fuch , Men may be read , as well as Books , too much . 10 To obfervations which ourselves we make , We ...
... Whore , and Knave , Tho ' many a paffenger he rightly call , You hold him no Philofopher at all . And yet the fate of all extremes is fuch , Men may be read , as well as Books , too much . 10 To obfervations which ourselves we make , We ...
Strana 99
... whore ; In this the Luft , in that the Avarice 210 Were means , not ends ; Ambition was the vice . 215 That very Cæfar born in Scipio's days , Had aim'd like him , by Chastity , at praife . Lucullus , when Frugality could charm , Had ...
... whore ; In this the Luft , in that the Avarice 210 Were means , not ends ; Ambition was the vice . 215 That very Cæfar born in Scipio's days , Had aim'd like him , by Chastity , at praife . Lucullus , when Frugality could charm , Had ...
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Strana 56 - Parnassian laurels yield, Or reap'd in iron harvests of the field ? Where grows ? — where grows it not ? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Strana 74 - Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race; Wide and more wide, th...
Strana 15 - Were we to press, inferior might on ours; Or in the full creation leave a void, Where, one step broken, the great scale's destroy'd: From Nature's chain whatever link you strike, Tenth, or ten thousandth, breaks the chain alike. And, if each system in gradation roll Alike essential to th' amazing whole, The least confusion but in one, not all That system only, but the whole must fall.
Strana 59 - Know, all the good that individuals find, Or God and nature meant to mere mankind, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, oh virtue ! peace is all thy own.
Strana 16 - To serve mere engines to the ruling mind ? Just as absurd for any part to claim To be another in this...
Strana 58 - But mutual wants this happiness increase, All nature's difference keeps all nature's peace. Condition, circumstance, is not the thing, Bliss is the same in subject or in king; In who obtain defence, or who defend, In him who is, or him who finds a friend : Heaven breathes through every member of the whole One common blessing as one common soul.
Strana 4 - AWAKE, my St. John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot, Or garden tempting with forbidden fruit.
Strana 7 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below ? 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.
Strana 5 - Say first, of God above, or man below, What can we reason, but from what we know ? Of man, what see we but his station here, From which to reason, or to which refer ? Thro' worlds unnumber'd tho' the God be known, "Tis ours to trace him only in our own.
Strana 40 - Is it for thee the lark ascends and sings? Joy tunes his voice, joy elevates his wings. Is it for thee the linnet pours his throat ? Loves of his own and raptures swell the note.