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... Now one in verse makes many more in prose . ' T'is with our judgments as our watches , none Go just alike , yet each believes his own . VOL . II . B } In poets as true genius is but rare , ESSAY on Criticism 1.
... Now one in verse makes many more in prose . ' T'is with our judgments as our watches , none Go just alike , yet each believes his own . VOL . II . B } In poets as true genius is but rare , ESSAY on Criticism 1.
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71 ÆäÀÌÁö - If I am right, thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
30 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hope humbly then ; with trembling pinions soar, Wait the great teacher, Death ; and God adore. What future bliss, he gives not thee to know, But gives that hope to be thy blessing now. Hope springs eternal in the human breast : Man never Is, but always to be blest ; The soul, uneasy, and confined from home, Rests and expatiates in a life to come.
36 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
34 ÆäÀÌÁö - What modes of sight betwixt each wide extreme, The mole's dim curtain, and the lynx's beam; Of smell, the headlong lioness between, And hound sagacious on the tainted green; Of hearing, from the life that fills the flood, To that which warbles through the vernal wood! The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine ! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line...
90 ÆäÀÌÁö - And hence th' egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravished hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost. For after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust, This lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame,...
12 ÆäÀÌÁö - In words as fashions the same rule will hold, Alike fantastic if too new or old: Be not the first by whom the new are tried, Nor yet the last to lay the old aside.
11 ÆäÀÌÁö - Poets, like painters, thus, unskill'd to trace The naked nature and the living grace, With gold and jewels cover every part, And hide with ornaments their want of art. True wit is nature to advantage dress'd ; What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd ; Something, whose truth, convinced at sight we find, That gives us back the image of our mind.
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tales.' With him most authors steal their works, or buy : Garth did not write his own 'Dispensary.
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue. What blessings Thy free bounty gives, Let me not cast away; For God is paid when man receives, T
71 ÆäÀÌÁö - Favours to none, to all she smiles extends ; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourish'd two locks which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspired to deck With...