The Poetical Works of Alexander Pope, Esq: To which is Prefixed the Life of the AuthorJ.J. Woodward, 1835 - 442 頁 |
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Achilles Ajax Antilochus arms Atrides behold beneath bless'd blood bold brave breast breath chariot charms chief coursers cries crown'd dart dead death descends Diomed divine dreadful Dunciad E'en eyes fair falchion fall fame fate fear feast field fierce fight fire fix'd flames flies fury glory goddess gods grace Grecian Greece Greeks hand haste hear heart heaven Hector hero honours Idomeneus Iliad Ilion immortal javelin Jove king labours live lord Lycian maid Menelaus mighty mind monarch mortal Neptune night numbers nymph o'er Pallas Patroclus Peleus plain poem poet Pope praise press'd Priam pride prince proud Pylian Pylos queen race rage rise round sacred shade shining shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke steeds stood Swift tears Telemachus thee thine thou throne thunder toils trembling Trojan Troy Tydeus Ulysses verse walls warrior woes wound wretched youth
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第 97 頁 - 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...
第 62 頁 - The berries crackle, and the mill turns round; On shining altars of Japan they raise The silver lamp; the fiery spirits blaze: From silver spouts the grateful liquors glide, While China's earth receives the smoking tide: At once they gratify their scent and taste, And frequent cups prolong the rich repast.
第 56 頁 - Tis not enough no harshness gives offence, The sound must seem an echo to the sense. Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, • The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar. When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.
第 66 頁 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold...
第 118 頁 - His gardens next your admiration call; On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene ; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
第 56 頁 - Though oft the ear the open vowels tire; While expletives their feeble aid do join; And ten low words oft creep in one dull line: While they ring round the same unvaried chimes With sure returns of still expected rhymes: Where'er you find "the cooling western breeze...
第 107 頁 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit constant pay receives...
第 108 頁 - Let not this weak, unknowing hand Presume thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land On each I judge thy foe.
第 122 頁 - Whose buzz the witty and the fair annoys, Yet wit ne'er 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, As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
第 100 頁 - Created half to rise, and half to fall ; Great lord of all things, yet a prey to all ; Sole judge of truth, in endless error hurl'd: The glory, jest, and riddle of the world...