Alexander PopeMacmillan, 1880 - 210 pages Printer's copy for the English men of letters series. |
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... Curll's house , he was drunk , as often as he could drink for nothing , and intimate in every London haunt of vice ... Curll threatened to publish the Town Eclogues , burlesques upon Ambrose Philips , written by Lady Mary , with the help ...
... Curll's house , he was drunk , as often as he could drink for nothing , and intimate in every London haunt of vice ... Curll threatened to publish the Town Eclogues , burlesques upon Ambrose Philips , written by Lady Mary , with the help ...
Page 141
... Curll's first committing himself by publish- ing an advertisement , declaring himself to be already in possession of the - originals . Curll was too wary to commit himself to such a statement , which would have made him responsible for ...
... Curll's first committing himself by publish- ing an advertisement , declaring himself to be already in possession of the - originals . Curll was too wary to commit himself to such a statement , which would have made him responsible for ...
Page 142
... Curll into publish- ing the book piratically , whilst the public was quite pre- pared to believe that Curll had performed a new piratical feat . Pope , however , was now bound to shriek as loudly as he could at the outrage under which ...
... Curll into publish- ing the book piratically , whilst the public was quite pre- pared to believe that Curll had performed a new piratical feat . Pope , however , was now bound to shriek as loudly as he could at the outrage under which ...
Page 143
... Curll was coming up for examination does it seem to have occurred to Pope that the Lords would inevitably ask the awkward question . He then saw that Curll's answer might lead to a discovery . He wrote a letter to Curll ( in Smythe's ...
... Curll was coming up for examination does it seem to have occurred to Pope that the Lords would inevitably ask the awkward question . He then saw that Curll's answer might lead to a discovery . He wrote a letter to Curll ( in Smythe's ...
Page 144
... Curll's word was good for little by itself , but his story hung together and the letter confirmed it . And if , as now seemed clear , Curll was speaking the truth , the question remained , who was P. T. , and how did he get the letters ...
... Curll's word was good for little by itself , but his story hung together and the letter confirmed it . And if , as now seemed clear , Curll was speaking the truth , the question remained , who was P. T. , and how did he get the letters ...
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Page 157 - Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent: Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart; As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 60 - Peace to all such! But were there one whose fires True genius kindles, and fair fame inspires; Blest with each talent and each art to please. And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne; View him with scornful, yev with jealous eyes.
Page 26 - True wit is nature to advantage dress'd ; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd ; Something, whose truth convinc'd at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
Page 82 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Page 175 - Blest paper-credit ! last and best supply ! That lends corruption lighter wings to fly. Gold imp'd by thee, can compass hardest things, Can pocket states, can fetch or carry kings ; A single leaf shall waft an army o'er, Or ship off senates to...
Page 101 - Ye gods, annihilate but space and time, And make two lovers happy!
Page 61 - Then he instructed a young nobleman, that the best poet in England was Mr. Pope (a Papist), who had begun a translation of Homer into English verse, for which he must have them all subscribe. "For," says he, "the author shall not begin to print till I have a thousand guineas for him.
Page 60 - Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause ; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh if such a man there be ? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he ? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals ? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers...
Page 116 - Shrinks to her second cause, and is no more. Physic of metaphysic begs defence, And metaphysic calls for aid on sense ! See mystery to mathematics fly ! In vain ! they gaze, turn giddy, rave, and die.
Page 154 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.