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 ...
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
NOTHING so true as what you once let fall, "Most Women have no Characters at all." Matter too soft a ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Know then thyself, presume not God to scan The proper study of Mankind is Man. Placed on this isthmus of ...
The First Epistle Awake, my ST. JOHN!(1) leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of Kings. Let ...
Two or three visits, and two or three bows, Two or three civil things, two or three vows, Two or ...
Heav'n from all creatures hides the book of fate, All but the page prescrib'd, their present state: From brutes what ...
You know where you did despise (Tother day) my little Eyes, Little Legs, and little Thighs, And some things, of ...
I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you? (Alexander Pope)
Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open ...
Est brevitate opus, ut currat sententia, neu se Impediat verbis lassas onerantibus aures: Et sermone opus est modo tristi, saepe ...
Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his ...
In vain you boast Poetic Names of yore, And cite those Sapho's we admire no more: Fate doom'd the Fall ...
Happy the man, whose wish and care A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air In his ...
So when Curll's Stomach the strong Drench o'ercame, (Infus'd in Vengenance of insulted Fame) Th' Avenger sees, with a delighted ...
True ease in writing comes from art, not chance, As those move easiest who have learned to dance. 'Tis not ...
I know the thing that's most uncommon; (Envy be silent and attend!) I know a Reasonable Woman, Handsome and witty, ...
I But our Great Turks in wit must reign alone And ill can bear a Brother on the Throne. II ...
I. How happy he, who free from care The rage of courts, and noise of towns; Contented breaths his native ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
See what delights in sylvan scenes appear! Descending Gods have found Elysium here. In woods bright Venus with Adonis stray'd, ...
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