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... Pope.1 Waller was born in 1605 , to a good estate , and sat in Parliament from his seventeenth year . His eloquence distinguished him more than his conduct ; a born trimmer , whose duplicity on one occasion nearly cost him his neck , he ...
... Pope.1 Waller was born in 1605 , to a good estate , and sat in Parliament from his seventeenth year . His eloquence distinguished him more than his conduct ; a born trimmer , whose duplicity on one occasion nearly cost him his neck , he ...
Page 140
... Pope might well have envied ; but how strange a contrast to the manner of Waller's contemporary Milton ! Note how the metaphors , instead of being , as with Shakespeare and the Elizabethans generally , part of the expres- sion's very ...
... Pope might well have envied ; but how strange a contrast to the manner of Waller's contemporary Milton ! Note how the metaphors , instead of being , as with Shakespeare and the Elizabethans generally , part of the expres- sion's very ...
Page 157
... Pope is in reality far less of a poet than Swift . Further , as the newly - developed art of using prose with lightness and grace proved its power of attraction , we have a double phenomenon - two sides of one fact . The uses of verse ...
... Pope is in reality far less of a poet than Swift . Further , as the newly - developed art of using prose with lightness and grace proved its power of attraction , we have a double phenomenon - two sides of one fact . The uses of verse ...
Page 162
... Pope dealt in politics and claimed rewards from Government ; and this gave a political tone to the whole literature , from which even Pope is in no way free . The great names of the period are undoubtedly those of Swift , Pope , and ...
... Pope dealt in politics and claimed rewards from Government ; and this gave a political tone to the whole literature , from which even Pope is in no way free . The great names of the period are undoubtedly those of Swift , Pope , and ...
Page 169
... with the performance of the excellent piece which had been presented , but with the satisfaction which it had given to the good old man . CHAPTER X. POPE AND SWIFT . IT has been shown DEFOE , ADDISON , AND STEELE 169.
... with the performance of the excellent piece which had been presented , but with the satisfaction which it had given to the good old man . CHAPTER X. POPE AND SWIFT . IT has been shown DEFOE , ADDISON , AND STEELE 169.
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Page 181 - 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...
Page 145 - Bacchus' blessings are a treasure; Drinking is the soldier's pleasure: Rich the treasure; Sweet the pleasure; Sweet is pleasure after pain! Soothed with the sound, the king grew vain; Fought all his battles o'er again : And thrice he routed all his foes, and thrice he slew the slain!
Page 272 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. 'Piper, pipe that song again;
Page 332 - Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration ; — feelings too...
Page 181 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Page 332 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind. With tranquil restoration...
Page 369 - That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality...
Page 243 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Page 135 - For his religion, it was fit To match his learning and his wit : 'Twas Presbyterian true blue, For he was of that stubborn crew Of errant saints, whom all men grant To be the true church militant ; Such as do build their faith upon The holy text of pike and gun ; Decide all controversies by Infallible artillery ; And prove their doctrine orthodox By apostolic blows and knocks...
Page 349 - It ceased; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.