The Works of Alexander Pope Esq, כרך 7J. and P. Knapton [and others], 1751 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 33
עמוד 10
... truth might dó , spoken in such feafons . A fmall alms will do a great kindness , to people in extreme neceffity . I could name an acquaintance of yours , who would at this time think himself more obliged to you for the information of ...
... truth might dó , spoken in such feafons . A fmall alms will do a great kindness , to people in extreme neceffity . I could name an acquaintance of yours , who would at this time think himself more obliged to you for the information of ...
עמוד 18
... truth that all men own who have either feen your writings , or heard your difcourfe ; enough to make others fhow their judgment , in ceafing to write or talk , especially to you , or in your company . However , I fpeak or write to you ...
... truth that all men own who have either feen your writings , or heard your difcourfe ; enough to make others fhow their judgment , in ceafing to write or talk , especially to you , or in your company . However , I fpeak or write to you ...
עמוד 33
... truth , than at this diftance with your compliment : fince now , your business of a friend , and kindness to a friend , is by finding fault with his faults , and mending them by your obliging severity . I hope ( in point of your good ...
... truth , than at this diftance with your compliment : fince now , your business of a friend , and kindness to a friend , is by finding fault with his faults , and mending them by your obliging severity . I hope ( in point of your good ...
עמוד 36
... , together with frequent infirmities and pains , hinder me from being in your abfence . " Tis ( I am fure ) a real truth , that my sickness cannot make make me quite weary of myfelf when I have you -36 LETTERS TO AND.
... , together with frequent infirmities and pains , hinder me from being in your abfence . " Tis ( I am fure ) a real truth , that my sickness cannot make make me quite weary of myfelf when I have you -36 LETTERS TO AND.
עמוד 44
... truth fo well , that it hardly ever admits of flourishing : Conceit is to na- ture what paint is to beauty ; it is not only need- ' lefs , but impairs what it would improve . There is a certain majefty in fimplicity which is far above ...
... truth fo well , that it hardly ever admits of flourishing : Conceit is to na- ture what paint is to beauty ; it is not only need- ' lefs , but impairs what it would improve . There is a certain majefty in fimplicity which is far above ...
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מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
Æneid affure againſt almoft anſwer becauſe befides beft believe beſt cauſe converfation Correfpondence critics defign defire eſteem expreffion fafely faid fame fatire fatisfaction favour feems felf fend fenfe fent ferve feven fhall fhew fhort fhould fhow fince fincerity firft firſt fome fomething fometimes foon friendſhip ftill fubject fuch fure give happineſs himſelf Homer hope juft juſt kindneſs lady laft laſt leaft leaſt lefs leſs LETTER Mifcellanies moft moſt muft muſt myſelf never obferve obliged occafion opinion Ovid paftoral perfon pleas'd pleaſe pleaſure poem Poet poetry Pope praiſe Pray prefent Priam printed profe publiſhed reafon receiv'd reft Sappho ſay ſee ſeems ſeveral ſhall ſhe ſome ſpeak Statius tell thefe themſelves theſe thing thofe thoſe thought thouſand tranflation uſe verfes verſes Virgil whofe whoſe wifh WILLIAM TRUMBULL wiſh write Wycherley yourſelf
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 69 - 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.
עמוד 190 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
עמוד 190 - The Dying Christian to his Soul: Ode Vital spark of heav'nly flame! Quit, oh quit this mortal frame: Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying. Oh the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond Nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life. Hark! they whisper; Angels say. Sister spirit, come away.
עמוד 189 - I should myself be much better pleased, if I were told you called me your little friend, than if you complimented me with the title of a great genius, or an eminent hand, as Jacob does all his authors.
עמוד 244 - Don't you design to let him pass a year at Oxford ? "To what purpose? (said he) the Universities do but make Pedants, and I intend to breed him a man of business.
עמוד 244 - Now damn them ! what if they should put it into the newspaper, how you and I went together to Oxford ? what would I care? If I should go down into Sussex, they would say I was gone to the Speaker. But what of that ? If my son were but big enough to go on with the business, by G — d I would keep as good company as old Jacob.
עמוד 214 - ... me to live agreeably in the town, or contentedly in the country, which is really all the difference I set between an easy fortune and a small one.
עמוד 236 - ... to one of the few, who (in any age) have come up to that character. I am...
עמוד 132 - Shakespear has it) to dinner, with what appetite they may and after that, till midnight, walk, work, or think, which they please.
עמוד 184 - ... not very common to young men, that the attractions of the world have not dazzled me very much ; and I...