An Essay on Man: Epistle II (Alexander Pope Poems)
I.Know then thyself, presume not God to scan;The proper study of mankind is man.Plac'd on this isthmus of a middle ...
Alexander Pope Poems on Love (29 Poems)
The Temple of Fame (Alexander Pope Poems)
In that soft season, when descending show'rsCall forth the greens, and wake the rising flow'rs;When op'ning buds salute the welcome ...
The Dunciad: Book II. (Alexander Pope Poems)
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
Windsor Forest (Alexander Pope Poems)
Thy forests, Windsor! and thy green retreats,At once the Monarch's and the Muse's seats,Invite my lays. Be present, sylvan maids!Unlock ...
Sappho to Phaon (Ovid Heroid XV) (Alexander Pope Poems)
Say, lovely youth, that dost my heart command,Can Phaon's eyes forget his Sappho's hand?Must then her name the wretched writer ...
An Essay on Man: Epistle 1 (Alexander Pope Poems)
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and ...
The Basset-Table (Alexander Pope Poems)
Cardelia. Smilinda. Cardelia. The Basset-Table spread, the Tallier come;Why stays Smilinda in the Dressing-Room?Rise, pensive Nymph, the Tallier waits for ...
Vertumnus and Pomona : Ovid’s Metamorphose (Alexander Pope Poems)
The fair Pomona flourish'd in his reign;Of all the Virgins of the sylvan train,None taught the trees a nobler race ...
Ode on St. Cecilia’s Day (Alexander Pope Poems)
I. Descend ye Nine! descend and sing; The breathing instruments inspire, Wake into voice each silent string, And sweep the ...
The Fable of Dryope – Ovid’s Metamorphose (Alexander Pope Poems)
She said, and for her lost Calanthis sighs,When the fair Consort of her son replies."Since you a servant's ravish'd form ...
Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis (Alexander Pope Poems)
A Shepherd's Boy (he seeks no better name)Led forth his flocks along the silver Thame,Where dancing sun-beams n the waters ...
Winter – The Fourth Pastoral, or Daphne (Alexander Pope Poems)
Lycidas. Thyrsis, the music of that murm'ring spring,Is not so mournful as the strains you sing.Nor rivers winding thro' the ...
Farewell to London (Alexander Pope Poems)
Dear, damn'd distracting town, farewell!Thy fools no more I'll tease:This year in peace, ye critics, dwell,Ye harlots, sleep at ease!Soft ...
Chorus of Youths and Virgins (Alexander Pope Poems)
Semichorus.Oh Tyrant Love! hast thou possestThe prudent, learn'd, and virtuous breast?Wisdom and wit in vain reclaim,And Arts but soften us ...
Prayer of St. Francis Xavier (Alexander Pope Poems)
Thou art my God, sole object of my love;Not for the hope of endless joys above;Nor for the fear of ...
On a Fan of the Author’s Design (Alexander Pope Poems)
Come gentle Air! th' AEolian shepherd said,While Procris panted in the secret shade:Come, gentle Air, the fairer Delia cries,While at ...
From an Essay on Man (Alexander Pope Poems)
Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state: From brutes what ...
Summer (Alexander Pope Poems)
See what delights in sylvan scenes appear! Descending Gods have found Elysium here. In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd, ...
The Rape of the Lock (Alexander Pope Poems)
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 2 (Alexander Pope Poems)
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 4 (Alexander Pope Poems)
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 5 (Alexander Pope Poems)
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
Eloisa to Abelard (Alexander Pope Poems)
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
An Essay On Criticism (Alexander Pope Poems)
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
An Essay on Man in Four Epistles: Epistle 1 (Alexander Pope Poems)
To Henry St. John, Lord Bolingbroke Awake, my St. John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride ...
Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady (Alexander Pope Poems)
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!--but why that bleeding ...
EPISTLE II: TO A LADY (Of the Characters of Women) (Alexander Pope Poems)
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
Epistles to Several Persons: Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot (Alexander Pope Poems)
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Essay on Man (Alexander Pope Poems)
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...